A trip to the mountains

On Tuesday, Mike and I took a much appreciated day trip up to the Baptist Mission at Fermathe. It is nestled in the mountains and has a museum, gift shop, restaurant, and the incredible zoo that Kim and I went to last time. (See my Haiti Facebook album for photographic evidence.) It was nice to feel the cool breeze, eat some American food, and visit the most random museum ever.

We weren't allowed to take pictures in the museum, but it was just as ridiculous as the zoo. One display had posters and artifacts from the Haitian dictatorship of Papa Doc Duvalier. The one across had fossils from the Grand Canyon. The next had memorabilia from the Pope's visit. And the next had a dried up owl. Not taxidemy, just dry and gross. They did have some pretty interesting stuff on Voodoo, and lots of tools and information on local practices. They also had money from all over the world- random. Mike and I decided that this was probably a museum for Haitians, who would not get a chance to see any of these things since there are no other museums or similar cultural venues here. But it was still pretty interesting for us.

After leaving the Mission, we headed over to the radio towers, where a lookout spot provides a view of the entire city of Port-au-Prince. It was an amazing sight. Actually, there were two Americans who got engaged right before we arrived, which is kind of funny. :) From where we stood, PaP looked almost peaceful. But we knew better.

While we were there, the clouds rolled in and were lovely. I only snapped a few pictures, but here is what I got:





My boys :)



Miguelson being silly- we were trying to identify the plant but were unsuccessful



Reminds me of the Smoky Mountains!







Views of Port-au-Prince- it has been dry here because the storm activity in the tropics are pulling away all of the normal moisture in the air. So that leaves us with a very dusty city, and makes for not super clear pictures.





Can you see the Presidential Palace right in the middle?



There's Mike! His camera died, so I was gracious enough to risk mine breaking to snap a picture for his family. :)



All of the little dots in the bottom middle of this picture are tents.





It was a lovely day and I was very glad to go. When we are in the midst of the pain for so long, it can be useful to gain some perspective.

Please continue to pray for the weather situation here! Gaston is losing steam, but may still dump a whole bunch of water on us. Which is not great for people living in tents. There is another storm forming right behind Gaston that Dennis, my boss here, is more concerned about.

I went back to the women's prison today, and have lots to share, but need some time to decompress and sort my thoughts. Here is what I do know- God is good, He is just, and we need to take this message to a world that is dying without Him.