Even a ten minute walk exhausted me, the temperature was 98 with a heat index of 105 and it didn’t help that we left at noon. I look at the gate of the orphanage with suspicion, it clearly had a fresh coat of black paint, and colorful flowers grew on a vine about the gate, intertwined with the barbed wire that went around the wall of the property. This place does not look like it belongs in Haiti, at least not that part of Haiti that I am in. Michael, our translator, knocked on the gate and yelled over the gate in Creole, the native language in Haiti. The latch of the gate clicked and made a painful creak as it swung open. I nearly lost my breath as I stepped inside, before me stood a literal mansion. The courtyard was huge colorful mosaic, and off in the distance I saw a massive swimming pool. Overcome with confusion, I began to create theories in my head as to how this place existed. All wrong, I later learned the orphanage 's director was from Georgia, and her late husband built her this estate before he passed away. Following his death she felt a burden for the orphans of Haiti and opened her home to them and founded an
Even a ten minute walk exhausted me, the temperature was 98 with a heat index of 105 and it didn’t help that we left at noon. I look at the gate of the orphanage with suspicion, it clearly had a fresh coat of black paint, and colorful flowers grew on a vine about the gate, intertwined with the barbed wire that went around the wall of the property. This place does not look like it belongs in Haiti, at least not that part of Haiti that I am in. Michael, our translator, knocked on the gate and yelled over the gate in Creole, the native language in Haiti. The latch of the gate clicked and made a painful creak as it swung open. I nearly lost my breath as I stepped inside, before me stood a literal mansion. The courtyard was huge colorful mosaic, and off in the distance I saw a massive swimming pool. Overcome with confusion, I began to create theories in my head as to how this place existed. All wrong, I later learned the orphanage 's director was from Georgia, and her late husband built her this estate before he passed away. Following his death she felt a burden for the orphans of Haiti and opened her home to them and founded an