Susan Bresnahan, Fuller Center volunteer
Today is my first day in Haiti.
The sights and sounds and smells as we left the airport and drove to the hospital were amazing to say the least. Sewage, rotting fish, jerk chicken, dust. The blaring horns, people’s voices, motorcycles, cars, trucks. Stands selling everything and anything line all the roads. Who has money to buy? People washing and bathing in big round tubs on the side of the road. Brokenness everywhere.
We arrived at the complex where we are staying for the week. We are on the top floor of the building that houses doctors without borders. This is a "gated community." We have security guards at every entry. On the grounds that surround the hospital a tent village has sprung up. What used to be gardens and parks is now tents upon tents, gravel and rubble.