Haiti Day 7 - It was the Best of Times. It was the Worst of Times.

Our last clinic day was located next to the tent complex in Carrefour. After seeing our last patients, the staff asked us to look at the camp. They opened up the windows of the clinic and right below was a sea of interconnected canvases and tents. I was allowed to take a few pictures and have sent them for you all to see. We were also invited inside the camp, but no pictures were taken to respect the families living there. Approximately 70% of Haitians are unemployed. There is very little industry and the graduation rate is around 20%. Haitians work hard to survive, but paid work is very hard to find.

We were then taken to Petionville to see Place Boyer. It was a beautiful park filled with people, art and brightly colored Bougainvillea. There was a small, but peaceful, demonstration going on at the time. We took more pictures and made our way home. As we drove, I made mental notes of the things that endear Haiti to me and took pictures of tap taps (brightly colored trucks used for public transportation). I daydreamed and let myself relax. After returning home, I fell into a deep sleep but awoke to the nightmare of Paris. 

Braden received a text from a friend letting him know what had happened. I could only think of my dear friends there and was so thankful for the FB "I'm Safe" feature. I think it is natural to ask "why". There will always be extremists in the world and we can argue why they exist, but what fundamentally changed in their human nature to think the killing of innocents was acceptable? I'm at a loss for words. My friends and their beautiful country were attacked today. My heart and prayers go out to them.