The drive from the airport, through Port-au-Prince, and out to Deschapelles, was all I had expected, and more. Roads are rocky to nonexistent, and filled with pedestrians, goats, dogs, cattle, trucks, buses, tap-taps, horses, donkeys, motorcycles, bicycles, scooters, and the odd pig.
There are no traffic signals. None. And yet we made it here just fine, thanks to our amazing driver, and his near-constant honking. In lieu of signals and lines painted on the pavement (what pavement?) the Haitian driver uses his or her horn to keep from killing or being killed. About 3 hours into the drive I started thinking that removing traffic signals might be a good way to save energy and wake up the cellphone-talking, GPS-dependent American driver.
Shops like this grocery, "Help from on High" line the roads...though on the scale of things, this is a Wal-Mart Superstore. Most "stores" are just small tables, manned by women selling one or two things (see below).
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