so it begins

We started out at Stuart Hall School and boarded one of their buses and began the trek up to Reagan National Airport. Most of this leg of the trip was delightfully uneventful though anyone in our group that is reading or will read this account of our trip, I need only say - "No, I'm TELLING you!" .... let the laughter ensue.





We flew out of Reagan under amazingly blue skies and made it into Miami in record time. Immediately upon our arrival, we checked in to our hotel and met up with the godfather of the VA Haiti Collaborative himself, Roger Bowen. He was just getting into Miami from a short trip to Haiti himself. After a brief reprieve to catch our breaths, myself, Michele, Amber, and Roger had dinner at the hotel.










We split ways as a huge storm was blowing into town and I spent some time walking through the airport and around a quaint little park area in the middle of the terminal hubbub. The wind was picking up quite quickly and the lighting began to crack the sky but it was a truly quiet and peaceful moment before our intense arrival in the capital city of Port-au-Prince tomorrow morning.


I've taken my last real - dare I say civilized - shower for over a week and am ready for bed.
Tomorrow we say goodbye to the USA and hello to poverty, hardship, uncomfortableness .... and absolute love, warmth, and the face of Christ.


BUILD CHRIST. BUILD CHRIST. BUILD CHRIST.

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