Before I start writing a single thing, know that this is the hardest and best thing I have ever posted about on my blog. I only wish I had more talent to write in detail about what truly happened. The following posts are probably the most difficult, joyous, and intimate posts, so bare with me. On Saturday morning, I awoke with 40 minutes...
This was our theme song for the entire trip and really got us in the right frame of mind. Listen to the lyrics.
After worship, we headed to the showers. Another story all together. Did I mention there was RARELY AC in Haiti. You do NOT flush toilet paper in any toilet. And their power is a bit spotty. So, the showers (the ladies had three choices and guys had one upstairs), one was inside that all 12 of the girls could share, or there were 2 additional outside. The first night I used the one inside. We weren't aware of any light in there since the switch didn't do anything. We found out on the last night that there was an additional one in another room that turned the bathroom power on. That was a good discovery, but a bit late. On a scale from 1-10 the shower pressure was a 2.5. Let's just say that this thick mane of mine took a lot longer to rinse out, BUT the shower was cold and it felt nice to rinse away the dirt and sweat for those 4 minutes. As soon as you turn it off, sweat begins again.
I layed in bed talking to my bunkmate Sara, and roomies: Terri, Kathy, Chris, and Kat. I learned lots from these mothers and am grateful I got to room with them! It was a great first day to say the very least.
We were asleep by ten and sleeping sound until 4 am. I will pick up there in the next post.
