Hello, Chelsie here!

We arrived in haiti this morning after leaving Miami, where unknowingly ben, megan, and I all checked our bags to pick up in Haiti instead of Miami…needless to say we roughed it and sure did look like we were coming to do some work haha. Other than that it was an experience from the moment we got on the plane. I was completely amazed by how many people, from all walks of life and different professions were coming to Haiti to help. Ive got to say I was proud of the human race today. Getting off the plane was soooo awesome, we stepped onto a bus-type thing that took us to customs where we were graced by a marriotchi-band-alike, they were celebrating the people that were coming to help. After customs we were told that people would be grabbing at your bags and asking if they could help you, and anyone that knows me I like to do things myself anyways so this concept annoyed me alittle but of course I was not annoyed because they do all of this awkard pushing and trying to help for a dollar! So we go out into the mob and I trucked right through, we made it to the end of the line and UN police were there to keep the peace. Father Roosevelt was just as I had heard of him, very very nice and determined. As we drove the 2 hour and some change journey from Port au Prince into the mountians where Father’s home is, I literally saw soooo much I dont think it has even caught up with me yet. First of all the cars- there is absolutely no order the only thing that is a common thought is that two beeps means that your going, you speed until you come to a complete stop. next I saw rubble…after rubble..just in massive piles, there was trash where trash started to even look normal. there were small villages of tarp tents where you would see children playing with a stick or each other smiling. I saw a boy going for water with a huge jug (honestly I dont know if I could lift), just skipping along. I cant even try and explain the wonderful almost happiness and energy and willingness, I cant even really find a word that describes it very well, of the Hatian people. Once we got to Fathers, which is just amazing the view is nothing like ive ever seen, we got situated and ate then we went out to meet the people of the village. VIDEOS TO COME of that experience. The kids were soooo fun. We danced and took a hike and they performed infront of my “Flip” like they were on national tv, and they love my blonde hair- some man shouted at me “AMOUR” over and over with some other things in the thick creole hatian accent I didnt realize he was confessing his love for me haha! There was much more but Im taking up alot of space. Until tomorrow