Jason flew us northwesterly and we landed on a dirt runway in Ouanaminthe (pronounced Wanamét).
As soon as we disembarked we were surrounded. Many of the kids had never seen a white baby before, and they crowded around to get a closer look.
Matt, a friend and fellow missionary we had know from Pignon, who had since then relocated to Fort Liberty, came to pick us up. Since a friend of his had crossed the Dominican border to purchase a mattress we followed suite.
It was free market day, meaning Haitians could cross partway into the DR to purchase supplies without passports, and the border crossing was packed!
Labadee, the cruise port, was spectacular.
Back at the hotel we watched the cruise ship come around the bend and head on out to her next destination.
On the drive the two brothers played with the sword and sheath we had purchased for them at a souvenir shop in Labadee.
Waiting for his daddy to finish loading the airplane, little Justin balanced on the seat and waved goodbye to the kids crowded around the plane.