I have far less to pack out of Haiti than I carried in. No more heavy bottles of sunscreen. The pill bottles are all nearly empty. The long-life food is mostly gone- and the left-overs can stay.
Yesterday I said 'farewell' to Juslie. This afternoon I'm going to lunch with all the employees. We still aren't able to communicate too well in Creole, but it's better than before. There are always gestures.
I'll have some good pictures to put up this weekend.
More than I care to admit, I'm looking forward to arriving in Miami tomorrow and eating a Cinnabon. They are disgusting and horrible for the human body, but I'm excited about the warm gooey-ness.
Tonight is my last night with the goats, the soccer games outside the door, and the fan threatening to lose juice. There is plenty to miss, but more than anything, I am glad to be going home.
More upon return.......
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6 comments:
I hope your flight home is good. Hopefully Tom's flight record doesn't follow you. If Tom is flying, something always goes amiss. Let us know when you get home.
Jan
Ms. G-
So happy to know you'll be back within driving distance. You did a good thing; you amassed amazing memories; you helped kids. Good stuff to put in your "What I Did on my Summer Vacation" essay.
Love, R
fly safe.
love,
ruth
Travel safe my dear friend and call me when you get the chance!
Annie Melstad
How was the Cinnabon?
does this mean no more blog?
glad you got home safe ;-)
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