Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Thunder happens when it isn't raining, too...

Lazy day on the river outside of Les Cayes

Queuing up in Jeremie to buy celebrated camperrette (yum)

The ruins of the Palais National, modeled after the U.S. White House
There's a magnificent storm raging above us right now, but we're not getting the rain we most desperately need. A month ago we had an amazingly destructive four hours of sheer tropical deluge, which flooded out parts of greater Port-au-Prince, caused landslides, and destroyed roads. While we're glad we haven't had anything like that since then, we are a bit parched! Rain, please!

Laurence and I are here for another 2 1/2 weeks. We've spent 4/5ths of our married life in Haiti -- my sense is that the only thing that might drive us apart in the future is we'll get edgy with one another because everywhere and everything else will seem dull in comparison. Really. You get somewhat addicted to the rhythm of life: pulsing compas music; the cycle of disaster, public unrest, and political intrigue; the taste of piklis and banane peze. Uniformed schoolgirls walking to school with ridiculously cute and elaborate socks. The azure expanse of the Caribbean on a hot afternoon. Outrageously colorful and elaborate tap taps and buses.

Thunder is still rolling and rippling in the sky above. Glorious. Rain, please,