Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Port au Prince to Pignon

Team Journal 3 by Johnny S. 

Monday January 6, 2014 
Our third day in Haiti! We began with a hurried breakfast and a detoured drive, thanks to road construction, to the M.A.F. office in the domestic terminal. 

At the airport we divided our team between two planes and began our flight to Pignon. We reached the United Christian International Mission in the late morning and were warmly received by Kristie and her husband Jean Jean. 

After a traditional Haitian lunch of rice and beans we drove to the bustling village marketplace. Following our guide and translator, we required a good sense of Haitian country life. 

When we arrived back at the mission we began our first project. We pieced together several sets of tables, chairs, and beds, which when completed furnished two small dorms. 

We finished our job in time to play a rapid volleyball game with the mission's students just before night fell. Following our large dinner, we played a noisy game of Perpetual Commotion with Kristie and Jean Jean's two daughters and two fun, wild nephews. 

After a wonderful day enjoying God's beautiful creation and witnessing His prospering work in Haiti we gained renewed anticipation for the days to come. 

O LORD, how great are thy works! And thy thoughts are very deep. Psalm 92:5.

The Day in Pictures. 

 Early morning drive to the airport.

Men hard at work.

Stacked houses and fresh laundry.

On the tarmac heading to the MAF aircraft.

Future pilots.

Getting ready for takeoff.

Port au Prince from above.

Bare mountains.


HH-VAN on the ground.

Welcome friends.

Pignon's grass landing strip.

Make new friends.

Guest house.

Guest rooms.

Rice and beans for lunch.

Off to the market.

Crossing a river.

Lots to see.

Some not so yummy looking meat.

Chickens getting a free ride.

Visiting the water project.

The girls, minus Giselle.

Drinking fresh coconut milk.

Fetching water.

A small gecko friend.

Heading to work at UCI`s village.

Let me show you how this is done.

Many hands make light work.

And the sun goes down on the coconut trees.

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