Sherye and I are in the Hotel Montana, having just enjoyed
breakfast and tea on the patio and now in the airconditioned room taking
a rest before going to St Vincent's to see the kids. It doesn't feel
like I'm in Haiti somehow, where uniformed staff bring bottled water to
my room and we have television and air conditioning.
Arrived
last night in a heavy rainstorm. Driving through Port au Prince at
night is a different experience than our usual treks in the daytime. We
rode with the windows open, feeling the lovely breeze and the rain mist
on our faces. We chatted briefly with our driver in a mix of Kreyol
and English, passing the usual Salon Beaute and FanFan Tire Shop and
Loto stalls, with motorcycles driving towards us, in our lane, only to
swerve out of the way at the last minute back into their own lane of
traffic. Headlights are the only lights on the street at night, now
reflecting from the rain drenched streets. Potholes are to be driven
AROUND, not through, as they contain rivers of water. At one point our
driver joked that his car was also a boat, as we drove/floated across
one deep gully that crossed the entire road.
We
were shocked to pay $80 for the airport transfer to our hotel, and
realized we should have negotiated that price BEFORE we left rather than
after . Another lesson learned.
I am excited
to see the kids today. This is an unexpected trip for me to Haiti, of
course for the very sad reason that we have come for the funeral of
JoJo. But it is a treat nonetheless to be able to see the children. We
plan to spend the day at the school, and Pere Fan Fan has planned an
evening event at the school tonight
for story telling and sharing about JoJo. That will be a sad and yet
joyful time, celebrating the life of this amazing man who was a friend
to all the children, staff and visitors of St Vincent's and an example of
what the human spirit can be. Pere Fan Fan has asked me to say "a few
words" on behalf of the Friends of St Vincent's, the West Tennessee
Haiti Partnership, Jacob's Color Link and 100 Gardens. All partners in
helping the school. We will join in our shared grief at the sudden loss
of this incredible man, who only two weeks ago was helping the
optometry team from Memphis.
Sherye and I have
filled our water bottles and have our phone/cameras ready. I have
brought prints of JoJo, sent to me by Sonya, to hand out as mementos for
the children. They have all grown up knowing JoJo their entire lives.
I am grateful to those who made it possible for us to come on this
trip, especially Bishop Johnson who generously paid for our plane
tickets. Other folks like Diane Reddoch have donated to help defray our
travel expenses, (like the $80 cab ride, YIKES) and I am grateful to
you all. We bring all of you with us.
Susan and Sherye at the Atlanta airport |
Susan Nelson
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