when it rains at night so you can't walk to the beach at 4:30 am to see the sunrise, it's a sad morning.
last night was different from nights previous, Oles spiced things up a bit. he brought over his 20 some year old guitar that he claimed he couldn't remember how to play anymore. it was beautiful--he couldn't remember complete songs, but he knew a good handful of old french songs on guitar, and would sing along with it. patrick also came over with jhems and ti lap--i'm not sure if it was because it was Friday night or if he was just feeling a little fly, but he had on some fresh new threads and it was adorable.
the terrain of this part of haiti is outrageous. yesterday we had too much downtime during the day so keegz and i went for a midday, apri midi, run--attempting to find the right turn off to the road that leads to beach. this route 44 just seems to go on forever, and we must have missed the turnoff or not gone far enough about 3 different times. finally we just decided to make our own path, which was probably the best decision we've made so far. we started off on a narrow path, which just turned into a little cannal type ditch of a path, which then ended. the thought of turning around and going back to the guesthouse and sitting inside was not going to happen, so we trecked through some spider-web and thornbush infested cornfields, most likely tresspassing. the sound of the ocean was so clear, i assumed we were almost there, but we then walked through about 3 other types of land...a little crab world, with softer earth and thousands of crabs running around everywhere with dead, brittle looking trees. after that we finally saw some sand and more beach-like trees, big lizards running through the fallen leaves at our sides. then, the sweet, salty beach.
learning kreyole is a rewarding and brain numbing process. robinson, sawjuzce and bebean were such brilliant teachers yesterday afternoon and i'm hoping we helped them to learn more english as well.
the terrain of this part of haiti is outrageous. yesterday we had too much downtime during the day so keegz and i went for a midday, apri midi, run--attempting to find the right turn off to the road that leads to beach. this route 44 just seems to go on forever, and we must have missed the turnoff or not gone far enough about 3 different times. finally we just decided to make our own path, which was probably the best decision we've made so far. we started off on a narrow path, which just turned into a little cannal type ditch of a path, which then ended. the thought of turning around and going back to the guesthouse and sitting inside was not going to happen, so we trecked through some spider-web and thornbush infested cornfields, most likely tresspassing. the sound of the ocean was so clear, i assumed we were almost there, but we then walked through about 3 other types of land...a little crab world, with softer earth and thousands of crabs running around everywhere with dead, brittle looking trees. after that we finally saw some sand and more beach-like trees, big lizards running through the fallen leaves at our sides. then, the sweet, salty beach.
learning kreyole is a rewarding and brain numbing process. robinson, sawjuzce and bebean were such brilliant teachers yesterday afternoon and i'm hoping we helped them to learn more english as well.
bah! i just cried through reading all of these. I wish i could be there with you, experiencing all of those amazing things. but i'm excited for you to come home and teach me the beautiful ways you are soaking through your skin every day there. you, my little student of the world are a beautiful human! love you to the moon and back.
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