Yesterday, I got an invitation to a Super Bowl party. Yes. A Super Bowl party in HAITI! I could hardly believe it myself, ha! Some American's from our church work as pilots here in Haiti. So, they have a pretty "American" home and lifestyle. I actually didn't even know you could have cable TV here!
They borrowed a projector from someone and we got to watch the game on a BIG screen. The party was an open invitation to the senior high youth group and members of the church. I think there were close to 40 Haitians and Americans there. It was lots of fun. It was, however, strange. During the game I felt like I had somehow teleported to the US for a few hours (except for when the power went off for a few minutes). As fun as it was, I have to admit I was bummed that the Steelers lost. :(
The Super Bowl party was not in my neighborhood. So, rather than get home late and have to wake Dorothy to unlock our gate, I spent the night at Keziah's house. Kez calls her house "The Shoebox". I have to agree with her. It really is a shoebox. She lives alone on the bottom floor of a small house. She has no running water, a small mini fridge for her food, and an exam table as her couch. It was SO nice for me to just get out of our crazy house for a night. Kez and I ended up staying up late talking about "Haiti stuff" and praying together. It was just a really nice escape for me.
In the morning, Kez had to see patients at her "Shoebox" so we got up, ate a quick breakfast, and then I headed home. Because we only have one vehicle, and because Dorothy needed it while I was gone, I walked home. I didn't mind though. I like to get "out" on my own. Kez has no vehicle so she walks or takes a tap-tap everywhere she has to go. It was still early when I left Kez's so it wasn't hot out yet. It was just really relaxing to be alone praying as I made my way up and down the rocky dusty roads. When I was close to home, I ended up striking up a conversation with a young pregnant Haitian woman who was on her way to see a doctor. I love that my Creole is finally getting good enough that I can carry on simple conversations with strangers. After about 45 minutes, I made it home and back to my kids.
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