The creaky yellow school bus had seen better days; but the
price was right, so 30 MBB Scholars and 6 staff, myself included, piled aboard on a recent Monday morning in Gros Morne, heading south to the Haitian coastal town of
Arcahaie. We expected a 3-hr ride to the
conference center where we would enjoy a Leadership Training week together.
Every 20 minutes or so, the
driver pulled to the side of the road, opened the hood, and poured water into the
radiator. About halfway down the mountain, we heard ominous thumps. We thought
luggage had fallen off the roof, but no, a tire had blown, spewing heavy strips
of black rubber behind us. The driver inched the old bus forward for the next
hour to a town that had an auto mechanic. We all stood in the noonday heat
until the tire was replaced. C’est la vie. There is no hurry in Haiti.
No comments:
Post a Comment