We would spend about a month at a time. We went once the summer I turned six, then three years in a row when I was around 14. We stayed near the coast, away from the noise of the capital. It was great; got a break from pollution, from the noise and bustle of the states, even a break from English!
Then a long hiatus of 9 nine years, due to lack of money here and political craziness over there. Then, last December I got to go again, this time for a week in the capital. Probably spoke more French in that week than in a year of college-level French. And I had forgotten just how mountainous the country is – I don’t think there is anywhere in Haiti you can be and not see mountains. It was wonderful.




