January 26, 2013
Waking up this morning, I could feel that today would be bitter sweet. I was pumped for our “easy” hike up the tallest mountain in Mon Lopital, which adventure boy Mitch had had his eye set on since we got here. I was also somewhat sad as I woke this morning because this was our last day in beautiful Haiti L. I couldn’t believe this day was already here! It’s kind of funny though, because I look back at pictures taken on Monday and that feels like weeks ago, yet I feel as if we just landed in the Port Au price airport yesterday! Weird how that happens huh?
Today was our free day after kicking major butt all week, staying focused on our tasks at hand, and getting all our chores done (as Rebecca says) so we had decided earlier in the week that, if Father said it was okay and safe, we would take the epic adventure to see the beautiful view the mountains of Haiti have to offer. After Rebecca go the okay from Father and got a couple of his close friends to escort us, mission Mount Everest was a go. We had been told that we could reach the top of this mountain by road, so Yenny decided to join us but we could not have been any more misinformed. As we walked to the beginning of our traitorous journey, we were joined by 5 amazing young boys, who would prove to be little mountain men themselves. We were on flat road for a whole 10 minutes before the real challenge began, which we had no idea what we were getting into! I have never done anything like this before! Walking up a thin “trail” using rocks/bushes to balance myself, digging my shoes into the mud to avoid slipping (because busting your butt once this week on a rocky ground is most defiantly enough) and having to push myself because lord knows the last time I hiked 5 miles! The most upsetting part is seeing these grown men, in slippers if I may add, trying to help us make it up this beast and seeing kids not even breaking a sweat when you could wring your shirt out from all the sweat! I know they had to be thinking, Americans. After periodic stops, we made it to the top in spite of the fact that there were multiple time we would have LOVED to turn around. What was supposed to be a nice 45 minuet to an hour hike, turned in to 3 excruciating hours! Poor Yenny, only came cause there was supposed to be a road, yeah right… I felt proud of myself and all of us for making up that mountain all in one piece! Once at the top, we took advantage of the views and took picture after picture, the view was breathtaking, you could see the whole village and so much more! The next part of the story was probably the least enjoyable because as gravity will have it, what goes up, must come down. We were all under the impression that there would be a road to take, because there is no way we could go down the way we came up, but once again we must be getting out information from Pinocchio! We all found ourselves sliding down a mountain side, mud caked onto the bottom of our shoes, sliding on our butts if we thought we might fall (which happened more often than I hoped), and trying to make it down these 45 degree angles in one piece! Although this task was quiet scary at points, it also made me feel like some kind of mountain women, it gave me a sense of adventure that I have never felt before, well not since I was 10 years old at least. It did make me feel like a whimp when men were walking up the same paths as us, in slippers or shoes that don’t look like they have much grip, WITH giant bags of rice balanced on their heads, still having less trouble then all of us, besides our adventure boy Mitch of course! I don’t think any of us could have been any happier to reach the ROAD! One thing is for damn sure, you won’t see Storm scaling the side of a mountain any time soon! As crazy, tiring, scary, and intimidating this battle was, I truly enjoyed it AFTER THE FACT despite all the complaining I just did lol. After we got back we all took a much needed nap to recuperate! Rest of the days escapades to come!