Haitian girl looks back at the camera and smiles. I've said it before, but the Haitian people surprised me in their beauty, resilience, and spirit.
In the Port-au-Prince airport I ordered a Bloody Mary prior to boarding my morning flight back to the States. The Haitian girl at the restaurant wasn't sure of the exact cost, but thought that it was $6.00. I paid and contently walked back to my table with a mediocre Bloody Mary in my hands.
Ten minutes later the girl rushed over to my table, some distance away from the bar and apologetically thrust into my hand the $2.00 that she apparently over-charged me for the drink. I immediately gave her the $2.00 and thanked her for her honesty, a small price to pay for the affirmation that she bestowed upon me.