After a ride through really crazy traffic the 7 of us made it to the countryside and stormed up the canyons like we were attempting land speed records. Riding in the back of the truck was pretty dusty but the high rate of speed kept us mostly clean.
Arriving at the orphanage was a unique experience for me to say the least. Each of us piled out of the truck to a waiting throng of children. They grabbed each of us and fought over who would be our forever friend. So much hand holding and so little personal space. Welcome to Haiti! My arm hair got a LOT of attention as did the hair on my head and my starter beard ;).