Twop lajan fe yon nonm pedi tet li

Too much money makes a man lose his head.

I just got back last night from Morne Michel after working there all week. As shown in the picture above, we are almost done pouring the courtyard slab. As not shown in the picture above, we also finished repairing the roof this week so the school will no longer leak. Unfortunately, it did not rain the entire week so our work has yet to be truly tested. The lack of rain also made water collection difficult but I hesitate to ask for more rain because that can delay the project. It's a delicate balance.

These were our provisions for the week. As you can see, lots of canned fish, rice, and onions. Every morning we eat pasta and every afternoon we eat rice. We also have mayi moulen, a corn-based starch similar to grits, that we can eat but no one but myself actually enjoys it. I always beg our cook to make it (in order to mix things up) and all my workers totally freak out.

We are extremely isolated up on the mountain so when things break we have to get creative. Here is a picture of us trying to piece a wheelbarrow back together with a coat hanger, barbed wire, and my leatherman. It actually worked surprisingly enough and thank goodness for that. Wheelbarrows are expensive here and getting them up the mountain was a major ordeal.