Going Back to Haiti

Well it's that time of year again. I'm headed to Haiti.

For the fun of it, I decided to write my guess at what a day will look like while I am down there based upon previous trips. Some of this is an exaggeration yet based on truth. You can pick out what is what. Here it goes.

Wake up to random animals noises, gun shots, and/or voodoo chants at 4:30 or 5 am. Eat a granola bar for breakfast while watching a scrawny dog run away from kids chasing it with a machete. Jump into a truck to drive 5 miles, which will take over an hour maybe two, into the mountains to visit a village that I did not know even existed. On the way, we will stop to have lunch at the local restaurant (house that happens to sell food). I will order a steak. They proceed to chop off a chunk of meat from the cow hanging in the tree in the front yard. Delicious. But I am sure I will regret this later.

So we get to the village. I spend hours talking with people, playing with kids, and taking an adventure away from the rest of the group with a few mischievous boys. After we return and eat a supper of creole rice and beans (This is 100% certain. Almost every meal. It is good at first, but it starts to get old very fast.), I will spend hours talking with the Haitians staying at the school about their views on culture, religion, and life. Probably call it a night around 8pm because there is no electricity and I will be up at the crack of dawn anyways.

When I get back to the US (and internet) next week, expect plenty of stories about this trip. Check back to find more.

Bryan Clifton

Oklahoma City, OK