The other day the girls (pictured above, except Amy who was taking the picture) went out to dinner to say goodbye to our three month intern, Rachel (in the green shirt). We went to the Sugar Cane Museum in Port au Prince. It is a lovely place with green grass, trees, and good food.
Dinner was fabulous and as we were paying our bill, a storm blew in. Rainy season has officially started. While it only rained 4 times in the first 5 months we were here, it has now rained every night for the past 6 nights. As we waited for the waitor to run our credit cards (which he totally messed all up...) the wind picked up. Tables started blowing over, tents were flapping in the wind, and poles started falling down. After a mad dash to the truck we headed out toward home. The wind was whipping all around and the streets had already flooded with several inches of water as I plowed our truck back to Chambrun.
We made it home safely (nearly hitting a man on a bike who veered in front of me, and nearly getting squished between two large trucks who didn't want me squeezing thru an intersection). 
Once on campus I noticed some damage immediately. The red and white stripped church tent was totally down, and a guard shack was tipped over. Other than that things were safe and sound.
As the rain pelted down I thought of all those in Chambrun living in their mud huts getting ready to ride out the rainy season. I am so thankful for our house here, little as it may be, that it is a good shelter for our family. How many times have I taken for granted the safety and comfort of my home in Indiana? Far too many.
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