"Life Is An Adventure"

Our plan was to go do the feeding at 8:30 this morning, so it wouldn't be that hot...life is an adventure. Turns out the truck had 2 flat kawoutchou(tires). We didn't leave until almost 10. In the mean time, we were the show and tell in school. Kristy was asked to talk about herself to the classes. They all enjoyed it and laughed at her when she made mistakes. Then, we went to the concrete courtyard and took pictures with the kids. They crowded around us, fought each other to see the pictures, and all wanted to hold our hands and get our attention.
For the feeding, we first went to Phoeton. It was orderly and the people were very grateful for the food. The oldest people came first, then the pregnant women, families, and everybody else if there was food left over. Most thanked us for the food. After we left Phoeton, we went to Paulette. This town is very poor because the factory that used to be there shut down and people lost their jobs. We were accepted very differently. The people were more angry and the crowd shoved to get to the front. The town leader organized the people to make it more orderly and to keep us safe. The feeding was very humbling. It made us realize that we have a lot even when we don't think we have enough. Not everyone got food, so it was depressing to see the hungry people leave empty handed. Then, we climbed in the back of the flat bed for the very long, very hot, very bumpy trip back to Phoeton to see the beach. The water was warm but felt really good. After we left the beach, we rode back in the truck for an even longer, even hotter, still bumpy trip home. We are all sunburned(John more than most) and rested after an afternoon siesta.
It's raining, and it feels really good. We're waiting for it to slack off so we can walk to town and get a coke. Stay tuned for further details of our sweaty Haiti adventures
[Typed by Zoe :)]