You have to go though it. There's no way around it. It's offensive to the eyes, ears, and nose. It's Haiti without the good parts. It's Port-au-Prince.
I shouldn't talk bad about it. I'm here so little. Truth is I'd like to be here even less.
I am enjoying a stay at the WFL guest house. Good people. Nice place. And I enjoyed a chicken sandwich last evening with Cookies'n'Cream to cap it off.
STILL, as much as I am comfortable in the countryside, that's how much I'm uncomfortable in this big city.
Looking forward to being in Miami tonight...another big city. :( Then Baltimore, then Dallastown.
Missionary in Haiti.