American Airlines led me to believe that they held the airplane for me in Miami for 30 minutes. I don't actually think that's possible.
When an attendant ran me down the corridor to the door, the agent was controlling some real fury, and what he said didn't even resemble
"Welcome to the flight."
The flight attendant kindly told me to sit in the first empty seat
Also, I didn't want to push my luck.
I did not get a heroes welcome, just stony looks
When I got to Haiti the pilot & crew kindly but laughingly said, "Glad you could make the flight" as I passed through the door into the wet Haitian heat.
Chivalry is dead....at least in Haiti.
after the 7th or 8th pass.
It got caught in the carousel and it pulled the metal binding
off the bottom. We yanked and yanked as it carried us with the moving belt and I thought the entire contents were going to end up on the floor.
While I waited for my other luggage, two worried Haitians approached me timidly and it turned out it was their suitcase.
I could see the carousel through the crowd of men.
A thin wiry, wrinkled Mennonite lady with faded lips about 4 ft tall
I was sweating like a pig, if I may be so indelicate.
One grabs my cart and wants to push it for me.
which they have changed since last time.
I told him I was waiting for Miguel in a green shirt and
He insisted he knew Miguel and that he was
waiting outside the gate in a truck.
I didn't believe him.
I was worried and continued to protest loudly. 100 yds later I could see the beautiful outline of Jim standing just outside the gate
I didn't expect him and that man is just the best looking thing I've ever seen.
I've traveled alone a lot to third world countries,
but I'm never coming to Haiti alone again.
If God didn't take care of me, I'd be lost.
I should keep a journal but I'm just too lazy. Maybe it's the heat. No, I have a lazy mind...I admit it. The donkeys and roosters wake us at 4 AM
We are excited that group of 15 volounteers from San Diego arrive this afternoon!!!!!!!