Fortunately, the front desk gave us a wakeup call as the alarm clock did not and we headed for the airport on time hoping that we would not see long lines.  All went smoothly and we were soon on the plane bound for Haiti not knowing what to expect when our plane landed.  Everything went fine and Fritz was at the airport to meet us.  We loaded our four carry on bags and the seven 70 pound suitcases and one 74-pound suitcase (Bev) and headed for Fritz’s home.  The airport area has changed over the years.  This is the 200th anniversary of Haiti and there is a noticeable attempt being made to make that area cleaner and more modern.  The further from the airport we traveled, the more Haiti looks like it has in recent years—tired, dirty, and polluted.  We went past the mounds of garbage where pigs and goats find a meal in the rubbish prior to it being set on fire to make more room for more garbage and to add to the already polluted air.

Fritz’s place is like an oasis.  Neat and clean and secure behind cement walls and a steel gate.  We greet the family and then settle down to a meal of beans and rice, goat meat, and salad.  After eating, we unpacked and were pleased to see how much we were able to bring the Haitian people.  We spent the evening playing Uno (we learned the colors in Creole) and talking.  Bev closed the evening with devotions—how wonderful for the four of us to share our faith with each other and to talk about what brought us together.  It’s 10:30 p.m. and time for bed.  Tomorrow we go to Jimel for our work project.