A person who can't change his or her mind won't understand Haiti.  Things change all the time, and remain the same.  As we headed to St. Joseph's that first day, I was amazed at the scenes around me.  To my Western eyes it was ugly, horrifying, caused mostly  piled-up garbage, traffic flow that make no sense at all, and beautiful people walking rubble-strewn sidewalks dressed wonderfully-clean clothing, often alongside pigs and goats

Haitians  take great pride in  appearance.  Their streets may be filthy, by American standards, but Haitians are second to none in clean dress. And they move with natural grace and beauty and exquisite posture.

At first, one is overwhelmed by  the litter piles, open ditches with sewage running down them, the appearance of the disorganized organization of on-street vendors, selling everything imaginable and then some.  Food merchants were everywhere, and one had to wonder why anyone would buy anything to eat from them?  

You can satisfy whatever craving your tummy might experience because there are scores of food vendors (left) on every street.  Of course, watch the traffic.

As we tried to comprehend our introduction to Haiti, how Keith must have been laughing inside.  Finally, as we neared St. Joseph's Home for Boys, he said: "Enjoy it while you can.  It will get worse."  And, he was right!