Sunday morning- I am waiting for the second ride to the river so have a few minutes to blog. We finished the clinic on Friday and then the rains came and came and came. Yesterday was a day of flooding and water. Our tent has two to three inches of water, the St Paul's campus has two or three inches of water everywhere, the entry to the dining room became a waterfall for the day and the road outside became a river.
Our wonderful driver, Bobby, took some of the translators home to Petit Trou yesterday morning and on the way his car flooded. It is completely useles without some major repairs. So we have no way to leave. The river is flooded so other cars can not come. So yesterday afternoon, we all went to look at Bobby's car and look for help. That's how I know the road is a river. We walked about two miles down the "river" to Bobby's car. Those who know the area, it was right by the arch to the entrance to Petit Trou. Well, there was indeed no help for the car. So we began to look for other options. We found a man with a lovely diesel pickup who was willing to help. AND, he gave us a ride back to St Paul's. Since it was dark and pouring, we were very happy. As we had walked out, people had joined us to help so the ride back had about 15 people in the pickup- Haitian style. Those of us riding in the back, made a tent of plastic bags and ponchos, we only had 10 back there.
So this morning, our hero with the pickup has begun to ferry us to the river. We don't know what it will be like when we get there or how we will get across. Wish us luck!
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