Haitian kindness.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Today was our last day in Fond-des-Blancs. On our 4-hour trek to the airport, we somehow drove across a river but got stuck in the mud on our way out. Fortunately, there were men on the side of the road to help us out.
I broke my ankle in November and have been walking in an aircast for about 6 weeks. Before the trip to Haiti I was worried about how I'd manage on crutches, but I'm thankful it turned out okay. The aircast is annoying, and quite a sight to Haitian children--but it's been a blessing. I still know only a few words in Creole, but I did learn 'kase pye' to explain why I was wearing a silly boot.
Also, maneuvering myself on the Haitian roads may have acted as some sort of physical therapy, because my ankle feels awesome. I said adios to my crutches & gave them to the local clinic in FDB.
At the airport in Port-au-Prince I bought a cold can of 7up. So good.
This trip has made me realize how fortunate I am to have food, clean water, a hot shower, soap, electricity. I live a luxurious life here in Kansas.
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