the 4 o'clock pick-me-up.

here's what our's looked like yesterday...

{notice the teenage girl, with little reserve, laughing at me}

{at least one of them is wearing a jetpack}

{boss man}

on our way home from meeting with several techs, the elements had their way with our plans. we had crossed a couple of ravines on the way to see them. they didn't look too threatening then. but on the way back, the sky was falling and the water was gushing.

we had no choice but to get across. i voted to do it on my own two. alliance said he had a Plan B.

i guess you can see what that was... would you believe that our motos had to be carried across these ravines behind us? and that we got piggy-back-rides, not once, but twice on the way home?

so, two piggy-back-rides, one hour on moto, 2 hours on a taptap school bus, one more hour on another taptap, and a ride from a kind stranger later, we made it home.

just another day in the life of Haitian travel. what did your 4 o'clock pick-me-up look like?