Sunday, November 25, 2012

Haiti "Herky Perky" Trip, October 9, 2012

Prayer Partners of the Day: Sean Devolites & Dad

If one must have a wake-up call for 3:45am, one should be rewarded greatly! Blessings abounded today, first with a warm greeting at the airport. The taxi driver dropped me off and my dear brother Ancy was awaiting me on the other side of security. As I have said many times before, going to Haiti is much like going to a family reunion. How beautiful it is to see so many friends who have become family!

Ronal Alexis picked us up in Port-Au-Prince. As we rode through the capital city, I noticed something was missing.... Where is all of the trash? The streets are normally lined with papers and styrofoam containers, yet the streets were remarkably clean and free of debris. Even more, solar-powered street lamps had been installed in the medians of the highway. Has all of this really been accomplished since June? What other surprises will there be?

Ancy had been in the US for over a week and was anxious to see his family. We stopped by Kerry's school in Port-Au-Prince, and Ancy sweetly gave him snickers bars for his classmates and teachers. On our way to Carrefour, we picked up Lorna, and I have never seen a wife so happy to see her husband! She had tears of joy in her eyes. We hung out at Ancy's house for awhile, and Ancy and I went to lunch while the new Kia had a bath. Pastor Evens stopped by to say hello, and finally when Bertone arrived, we went back to Port-Au-Prince. On the way into town, we stopped by to see Ancy's older son, Hans, and once we were parked back at the airport, we heard the boys' flight had been delayed. Yeah for nap time!

Valdes met us at the airport, too, and together we had a fun wait! After what seemed like every person came out of the terminal, we were still waiting for our four guys. I snuck in the baggage claim area and there they were filling out a lost luggage claim. Poor George's bag never showed up. By the time we made it out of the airport, the sun had gone down. Driving through Port-Au-Prince in the dark is never anxiety-free, but we made the trip to Arcahaie without incident. Madame Mamose was our host for the night. How I always love seeing her, and what a wonderful Haitian lady she is.

Tomorrow will be a big day, as we will kick off our evaluation tour. The schedule is flexible and has changed several times... Everyday will truly be an adventure!

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