The airport in Port au Prince, mostly unusable.
Baggage claim.
Waiting for our driver.
Driving through Port au Prince.
A typical view in Port au Prince.
A very typical street corner.
The white car is stuck in a pothole.
Air pollution everywhere.
Many of the paved streets are not passable.
The Haitian government building
Typical rubble. Buildings tend to fall straight down, due to poor construction.
A normal sight of a damaged house.
This is the closest form of sewer you'll find. There is no waste or sewer systems anywhere. Note the car chassis as a bridge.
Most people sell goods on the street sides all day.
There is no trash removal. Any refuse simply gets littered and maybe burned someday.
Mangos.
This is a typical highway in Port au Prince. They were never paved, often with depths as much as a couple feet.
A small tent city.
Traveling about 35 miles over the mountains to Jacmel.
View from atop our housing. Places of Jacmel weren't hit as strong by the earthquake.
Evening view from home.
Sunday morning.
Friends
Following along in church.
Lunch
This is how water is transported. There is no city water, so everything is purified and bagged.
The view from behind the church.
Celebrating their new home.
A typical side street in Jacmel.
Downtown street in Jacmel. This wasn't hit by the earthquake.
Rubble on the downtown main st.
Many buildings are ready to collapse any moment
Remains of a gas station.
Downtown Jacmel.
At the beach.
Piles of litter almost everywhere.
It's normal to see abandoned cars every block or so. They then get scalped for parts.
It's also normal to find people working on their vehicles everywhere.
UN vehicle.
This building fell straight down, crushing the first floor and garage.
Side street looking into the water.
Walls without any reinforcement.
Another home which fell straight down.
View from the rooftop.
The rooftop.
Our group and our friends.
Lunch.
Kids like to help out with all of the demolition and construction.
Digging out the holes for new support footings.
Getting ready for lunch.
The kitchen. Food for all 200 kids in a feeding program was made here by these women, every day.
Mia. She quickly became one of my good friends.
Roger getting his hair done.
New footings.
Mixing concrete.
Time together.
One of many rows of tables for the kids we helped feed.
Washing hands.
Waiting in line to eat. Many kids only have one meal a day.
Playing catch.
A common passtime.
The first of 4 flat tires in a week!
Making lunch.
Mary working with the kids.
Slowly making progress.
Notice the lack of shoes.
All of the re-bar columns were made by hand. Each individual section was cut and assembled by hand.
Mia
Side street in Jacmel.
Items which were donated from other countries.
Getting ready to head out for the day.
Sorting beans for lunch.
Yes, that's a real knife.
Making progress.
Bringing the lunches from the kitchen to the table.
Note the edges of probably 100 cans that were all opened with a knife, since they didn't have a can opener.
Beautiful river valley.
The scenery is breathtaking.
Evening view before a storm.
Separating sardines.
Cutting pieces of re-bar.
More sardines.
Bending pieces for the re-bar fasteners.
Chickens everywhere!
Assembling the first roof support.
Lunchtime.
Abandoned gas station.
Side street with a few tents.
Mangled re-bar everywhere.
This home fell straight down, likely with people still inside.
