The Lodge

Last weekend some friends and I went about an hour up the mountain from our house to a place called "The Lodge." In its hey-day (probably the 70s?) I think it was the place to hang out if you were an upper-class Haitian. Today I doubt that it has changed much since then (certainly the decor hasn't), but it seems to be mostly an expat hangout now. Although it's only an hour away (closer than the beach!), it does feel as though you're entering another world. It was cold and foggy and there are pine trees. More Maine or New Hampshire than Haiti.

A round church we passed on our walk

Heather with a bit of a view

The next day some of Heather's friends came up to join us and we took a HIKE to a waterfall. We were tricked by our Haitian guides (who were children) who said it was 10 minutes away. We never actually made it to any waterfall, after much more than 10 minutes, and eventually gave up and just drank wine on the side of the mountain. It was very pretty.

Our "guides"

Hiking

This weekend we had plane tickets to go to Cap Haitien for a long weekend/vacation. And then people decided to riot and they closed the airport and we couldn't go. Sucks. So now we're in PaP. Where I'm very, very bored. I'm looking forward to going back to the US where there is more to do than just drink and eat in expensive restaurants.