On the way to the Compound

Okay, so we started our trip from the Lagonave "airport" to St. Francis church (the compound)with all of the ladies stuffed into the truck.

Laura and Leslie were sitting shotgun. Cynthia was sitting on Mandy's lap! Julie and I couldn't even fit in the picture!

Here are some pictures of houses along our trip to St. Francis Church.

I thought I was prepared for what I would see and encounter. I was told many stories and shown countless pictures. My mother actually went to Haiti in 2001 with the same church that I was with on this trip. My mother is a dental hygienist, so she helped with the dental clinic. She went that one time and I remembered her telling me stories about how much that trip changed her outlook on life. I thought it was really cool that I was carrying on her/our families legacy in a way. I thought she helped prepare me for what I would experience and see. However, I realized during this trip that you never really see Haiti unless you see it with your own two eyes. Let's just say I was blown away!