“Allo” from Haiti! I arrived here last Tuesday and had a good trip over (and down) and even somehow snagged a first class seat from Atlanta. It was kind of surreal flying into Haiti (under a full moon I might add) with champagne and sirloin tips for dinner.
Landing in Port-au-Prince
Coming through customs was a breeze, mostly because our 7pm arrival was considered “a late flight” and much of the airport staff had gone home. It was funny that the ONLY thing that got checked in my luggage was the 10-pound sack of chocolates I carried on my back; a request from my American housemate, Brittany, who had arrived in Haiti a month ahead of me.
This first week was a matter of being introduced to the 40 office staff and getting settled in. The Director, Dr. Dianne Jean-Francois, and two of the Project Managers took my roommate and me to a wonderful restaurant for a Welcome Dinner, where we enjoyed fresh Red Snapper, 5-Star rum, and live music. Here in Haiti, there are two grades of rum, 3 and 5-Star and it was served straight over ice. This was not quite what I was expecting when the rum was ordered but as they say; “When in Rome!”
In our house there is a wonderful lady we call Madame Nicole, who is not only a housekeeper but also our cook. She is about my age (37??) and works very hard including washing all the linens and personal laundry outside in the courtyard, wringing everything by hand and hanging things on the line strung across. When I see her working so hard in this humidity, I think about how we give very little thought (or effort) to doing our wash in the states whereas for her, it consumes much of her day.
We also have drivers dedicated not only to chauffer the office staff, but also the volunteers living in the guesthouse. They are available from 8am-9pm and in fact, are coming this morning so that I can go to the supermarket; my first trip!
Traffic is very congested; a cacophony of cars, motorbikes, and vendors carrying large loads on top of their heads; the day’s goods to vend along the roadside. It is like being part of a dance, where everything is moving all of the time and there is a cordial understanding of when to lead and when to follow as everyone weaves their way through the dance floor of battered streets.
Yesterday was a rather exciting day at the office, or not at the office as it turned out. In the morning, I tagged along with Brittany, my American housemate, to visit a local residence for handicapped children run by the Episcopal Church. Despite the sad circumstances of the children’s disabilities, which included, deafness, blindness, and missing limbs, I was struck by the loving attention provided by the women who cared for them. All the children were clean, neatly dressed and certainly happy to have Brittany return to visit. I hope to go again many times and learn their names and discover their personalities.
Upon our return, we discovered there has been an outbreak of cholera in Cotes-de-Fer, so Brittany and I were sent in search of medical supplies to be driven to the site as quickly as possible. Our shopping list included a blood pressure cuff, IV lines, and tablets for both purifying water supplies as well as rehydrating the sick. It felt good to be a part (albeit in a small way) of helping to get medical help to these people as quickly as possible.
To close the week, Brittany arranged a trip with a couple of officemates to go salsa dancing at Hotel Montana, which is a beautiful resort that sits on the mountaintop of Petion Ville overlooking Port-au-Prince. It was a fun evening as we watched the sunset and getting to know my coworkers better. The fact that one of them is a dance instructor made the evening even more fun!
Me, Steven, Brittany, and Valdir (our Salsa teacher)
While there is much to discover in the upcoming months, I appreciate the warm welcome of the Haitian people to their colorful country! Tomorrow, I begin my Haitian Kreyol lessons!