Day 4: Shallow Holes and Rain Storms.

Today we had a fantastic breakfast of crepes, fruit, and toast. There's really nothing new until we actually got to the massive hill. We got out of the cars and headed down, not really looking forward to climbing back up. It had rained last night, which made the already slick hill even worse. Miraculously no one fell going down. We waited for a few minutes at the bottom for Tom and our guides, who told Tom as soon as we got down to pick 5 guys to walk back up mt. Cardiac Arrest past the place where we play with the kids and the church to a higher location where we would dig a pit latrine. I opted to go because it would be something different today. It ended up being me, Leo, Shanks, Justin and Jeff. Wudki led us up the hill again then we rode in the Everest, up the mountain, to the path where we walked to church.  

We then walked up past the church along a road that just sort of ended on its right side which was a pretty sheer drop.

We walked up the side and turned left and there was already someone digging. 

It turned out that that place was too rocky so we went to another place and started a new hole.

Then we found some piglets

Then we kept digging

A Haitian guy would get a pick axe (none of us wanted to get hit in the head as it turns out does happen) and break up the dirt, then one of us would go in and dig out the dirt till we got tired then switched out. We were up there for about 3 hours and got about neck deep. I was kind of disappointed at the progress we had when we had to leave, but there was nothing we could have done. 

We walked back down to the place where we play with the kids and waited for the other group to get there.

It was there where we shot a Harlem shake video even though the Internet is kind of over that. We hung out and I made a GoPro mount on a stick. Then it started to rain, really hard.

I stayed in the car to take pictures while the rest of the team played and dance in the mud.

After a bit, everyone was soaked and covered in mud but we figured it was Haiti, and no one cared how dirty we were.

The ride home was awesome because Laura had an iHome and we jammed out to reggae and The Black Eyed Peas. Our driver Berry (correct spelling now) knew a lot if the songs and it was just a blast.

We were so muddy when we got back to the hotel that most of us just walked in to the ocean and washed off a little there before we showered off in our rooms.

Also in the stupidest sequence of events ever, I discovered we have hot water in our shower. The hot and cold knobs are switched, so for the past 3 days I've been cranking the "hot" knob assuming we just didn't have hot water and taking cold showers. This brings up a point about the hotel. The owner/manager is the guy from Holland that I talked about last year. We always see him walking around the hotel, asking us how our stay is, directing his staff, I even saw him weed a part of a garden in the back. You can really tell he cares about the place and tries to make it as good as possible with the resources and income that he has.

I actually took a picture of dinner today (even though I promised myself that I would never be "that" guy) which consisted of spaghetti, fried plantains, chicken, rice, and these awesome cheesy potatoes that I ate before I got a picture of.

After dinner, we had another PODs session and worship time, which was the best one yet. Tomorrow is our last real day here since Thursday is pretty much exclusively a travel day. Leaving the kids is going to be awful like it always is but I know I will be back.