In line for water- this is washing/cooking water.It cannot be drunk.
It cracked me up to see a white guy in the crowd
UN police on the patrol
Looking legit
The choas of the Big airport
Back at QCS- Ben and Katie play with our kids
It cracked me up to see a white guy in the crowdgathered here to purchase gas.
UN police on the patrol
Looking legit
The choas of the Big airport
Back at QCS- Ben and Katie play with our kids Saturday 1/16
Walk breakfast food across the street to make at Miriam’s since Tony’s apartment gas is out. Prepare l’abris for kids’ breakfast. Try QCS internet to check Relief Team’s status. Net down. Jeni and Kaite, QCS teachers, leave for states. They are the first of my friends there to evacuate. Clean public bathrooms that our kids have access to. Leave for airport with Francois in rented tap-tap around 11(?) The drive to the airport is AMAZING- I am outside of my bubble and witnessing the wider touch of the earthquake- devastation, yet in pockets- nothing. What decides the buildings that crumble and those that don’t? At the “Big” (the international) airport, for the first time in Haiti my white skin isn’t a hassle- I march right onto the flight line and witness the beginnings of the enormous relief and evacuation efforts . News crews- everywhere. Welcome to Haiti, American marines. No visual ID on team at Big airport, race over to little (missionary) air field. Team nowhere to be found at either airport. We have no team and no cargo, so we give tap-tap to John Garvin of Map International, who is waiting for transportation to Mission of Hope but, surprise, has no communication. From conversation with John, who is the last on his flight, Francoise & I determine that our team flew in with him. We take off on motorcycle for Livesay’s to hopefully connect with Megan. Megan not there. Check on my friend from church, Myrtho Dartiguenave in her home inTabarre. Meanwhile, at QCS: “To give the Three Angels kids some much-needed stress relief, the "young teachers" from Quisqueya took the kids off the porch to run around on the "big kid"/older elementary playground. This sweet one was my sidekick. They are wild. They've learned two new words in English- "helicopter" and "ladybug". They aren't sleeping well- most still wet the bed at 4, 5, and 6.”-from Ben Kilpatrick’s blog. Motorcycle back to QCS. Half of Relief Team is there with Megan who picked them up at the airport per Gretchen’s request. Walk to O- meet Chris, Tom, and Rob, who have moved all downstairs bunk beds into school house. Plan is to relocate kids to O after mason rebuilds back wall. Make pancakes for kids’ dinner, tote them down to school with team. Sleep in Cathy’s spare bed- on a mattress! Mourners wake me up; sounds like an angry mob outside the walls.
Walk breakfast food across the street to make at Miriam’s since Tony’s apartment gas is out. Prepare l’abris for kids’ breakfast. Try QCS internet to check Relief Team’s status. Net down. Jeni and Kaite, QCS teachers, leave for states. They are the first of my friends there to evacuate. Clean public bathrooms that our kids have access to. Leave for airport with Francois in rented tap-tap around 11(?) The drive to the airport is AMAZING- I am outside of my bubble and witnessing the wider touch of the earthquake- devastation, yet in pockets- nothing. What decides the buildings that crumble and those that don’t? At the “Big” (the international) airport, for the first time in Haiti my white skin isn’t a hassle- I march right onto the flight line and witness the beginnings of the enormous relief and evacuation efforts . News crews- everywhere. Welcome to Haiti, American marines. No visual ID on team at Big airport, race over to little (missionary) air field. Team nowhere to be found at either airport. We have no team and no cargo, so we give tap-tap to John Garvin of Map International, who is waiting for transportation to Mission of Hope but, surprise, has no communication. From conversation with John, who is the last on his flight, Francoise & I determine that our team flew in with him. We take off on motorcycle for Livesay’s to hopefully connect with Megan. Megan not there. Check on my friend from church, Myrtho Dartiguenave in her home inTabarre. Meanwhile, at QCS: “To give the Three Angels kids some much-needed stress relief, the "young teachers" from Quisqueya took the kids off the porch to run around on the "big kid"/older elementary playground. This sweet one was my sidekick. They are wild. They've learned two new words in English- "helicopter" and "ladybug". They aren't sleeping well- most still wet the bed at 4, 5, and 6.”-from Ben Kilpatrick’s blog. Motorcycle back to QCS. Half of Relief Team is there with Megan who picked them up at the airport per Gretchen’s request. Walk to O- meet Chris, Tom, and Rob, who have moved all downstairs bunk beds into school house. Plan is to relocate kids to O after mason rebuilds back wall. Make pancakes for kids’ dinner, tote them down to school with team. Sleep in Cathy’s spare bed- on a mattress! Mourners wake me up; sounds like an angry mob outside the walls.
Thank you Abbey for these posts. Praying for you and Dave says, "Thumbs Up. Life is Good!"
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