Saturday, May 14, 2011

Haiti from the Street

A few weeks ago we were driving on the beach road. I was thinking of you guys, who for the most part have never been, and will never be, able to see Haiti with your own eyes.

I tried to capture what you see along the road in the hour's drive from the beach road, with wild horses amidst the dry brushy landscape, to the heart of Port-au-Prince where we live.

Here goes.
This one is just a bonus: handsome Ben in the backseat of the Jin Bei, everyone's favorite Chinese minivan.
Giant chunks taken out of the mountains for sand mining. Bare, brown mountains that should be rain forest.
About six weeks after the earthquake, our friends Anna, Ryan, and Adam went with us to do a food drop of rice in a rented yellow school bus to this place (the story- part one and part two). Before the earthquake, it was a completely empty field. Soon after, people began migrating out of the city onto any open land they could find. Even in August 2010 when I photographed it, it was much more empty. Now, there are fields of homes, hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of blue-tarp homes.
A new community on the empty hillside
It was such a tender moment when I gazed at the acre upon acre of tent city, only to have my eye drawn upward-
a kite.
So Haiti- all kids seem to love kites here.  This is home for hundreds of children, where they play.
Moving into Port-au-Prince proper. Bustle, busy on the streets, hand-made.
Blue cooler = drink-selling business. Shirts on tree = clothes-selling business.
 Roadside mange.
 Home Depot
 Graffiti on every wall. Sigh.
 Of course, no trip home from the beach is complete without a visit to the Christian Service International's girls' home! The Banks, the family who runs the home, sends their kids to Quisqueya and the dad is on the board. The kids love Art and Miquette :)



  1. Thank you for all your posts in blog. I have been following you since right after the earthquake and supporting you in prayer here in Frisco.

  2. There but by the Grace of God go I. Amazing how easily it could have been for us Americans to be Haitians and vice versa. When you gave to the least of these, you gave to Me. So many reasons to be compassionate. You guys get it, and God will and has blessed you for it.

  3. Thanks for capturing this. I love it!



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