Day two in Haiti: Clinic at Dequini

A wise mentor once told ne that the number one rule of being a
missionary is remaining flexible. This whole trip, but especially
today have made that statement ring so true. We arose at 6am, had
coffee, a slice of bread slathered with peanut butter, met for a brief
devotional, and were off. About ten minutes down the road the power
steering went out of our truck. We decided to press on despite
morning traffic. This made our commute very nerve-racking, and the
traffic jam next to the central market area much more dangerous as our
driver had to use his whole body to maneuver the wheel.

After almost an hour in third- world country traffic ( noise and air
polution a thousand times worse than anything in the states not to
mention death- defying feats by drivers matched only by Evil Caneval
himself) we made it to Dequini.

Dequini Camp is the largest tent city in Haiti with over 30,000
refugees. There are tents as far as the eye can see. Our corner is
where a 7th day adentist church and university are, currently serving
as shelters. Pictured is a tent left by some Canadians last week that
we are using as our clinic. The last MTW team used this space too.