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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Krista Guenin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ok, this is my last post on Haiti, and then I&#8217;ll have it all out of my system. Well, I may never really have Haiti out of my system, but at least I&#8217;ll stop blogging about it every day :) I just wanted to share with you some of my images from the rest of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ok, this is my last post on Haiti, and then I&#8217;ll have it all out of my system.  Well, I may never really have Haiti out of my system, but at least I&#8217;ll stop blogging about it every day  :)  I just wanted to share with you some of my images from the rest of Haiti &#8211; outside the pension.  The parts of Haiti that aren&#8217;t supported by foreign donations&#8230;</p>
<p>As I mentioned  a couple posts ago, HFC is situated in a rough neighborhood &#8211; Bolosse.  The school and the pension are closed off from the neighborhood with guarded gates.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbvI0ygZI/AAAAAAAABoI/6zPaYQXB5WM/s1600-h/052808_D0151a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbvI0ygZI/AAAAAAAABoI/6zPaYQXB5WM/s800/052808_D0151a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842763175428498" border="0" /></a><br />Even the kids who live directly next door, only get to peer in from over the barbed wire.  This kid&#8217;s house is actually above the fence, and I often found him looking over the wall watching the children playing.  It made me sad.  He can see these kids having fun, eating food, going to school &#8211; and he is kept at a distance.  Maybe his family can&#8217;t afford to send him to the school?  Who knows?  But I wonder what goes on in this kid&#8217;s heart.  Is he jealous? bitter? angry? Does he even care?  Only God knows&#8230; but I know he watches these kids, a lot&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbvVdaa8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/w_tRoIn9xIM/s1600-h/052808_D0094b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbvVdaa8I/AAAAAAAABoQ/w_tRoIn9xIM/s800/052808_D0094b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842766567041986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdO3as6wI/AAAAAAAABpI/BDN0xQyxWAE/s1600-h/052808_D0117b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdO3as6wI/AAAAAAAABpI/BDN0xQyxWAE/s800/052808_D0117b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844407770049282" border="0" /></a><br />A few more scenes of the neighborhood, taken from inside the walls of the pension.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbwAh4FOI/AAAAAAAABoY/NEG32VZoxII/s1600-h/052808_D0146b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbwAh4FOI/AAAAAAAABoY/NEG32VZoxII/s800/052808_D0146b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842778128487650" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbavKnReI/AAAAAAAABno/qIlmyh3SCAE/s1600-h/052808_D1049b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbavKnReI/AAAAAAAABno/qIlmyh3SCAE/s800/052808_D1049b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842412690261474" border="0" /></a><br />oh, I love how she&#8217;s standing.  her stance is so full of attitude.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbwbTqn3I/AAAAAAAABog/TIcvWuCR32Y/s1600-h/052808_D0147b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbwbTqn3I/AAAAAAAABog/TIcvWuCR32Y/s800/052808_D0147b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842785316642674" border="0" /></a><br />this. is. haiti.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbaAEy3II/AAAAAAAABnY/QUccys2mYJ0/s1600-h/052808_D0014b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbaAEy3II/AAAAAAAABnY/QUccys2mYJ0/s800/052808_D0014b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842400049388674" border="0" /></a><br />We wanted to go for a walk around the neighborhood to get a better picture of what it&#8217;s like, but we had to wait until one of the men from the pension could escort us.  (there&#8217;s a very real danger of kidnapping in Haiti).  So, we walked up this hill, and at the top was a garbage dump, of sorts.  It was also a soccer field where the local kids play&#8230;  The garbage is everywhere though.  Everywhere.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbaQIJ46I/AAAAAAAABng/SxtL4016TIA/s1600-h/052808_D0289a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbaQIJ46I/AAAAAAAABng/SxtL4016TIA/s800/052808_D0289a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842404358448034" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>This kid was playing up there, riding his bike around the dump.   And he did NOT like me taking his picture&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbu87bh8I/AAAAAAAABoA/pmRNpZZxmT0/s1600-h/052808_D0297b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbu87bh8I/AAAAAAAABoA/pmRNpZZxmT0/s800/052808_D0297b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842759982057410" border="0" /></a><br />We also got to tour one of the high-schools nearby.  The school is on the property of a seminary that is loosely affiliated with the pension.  This was one of the few places we could walk freely.  It was a beautiful campus.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd5U7z5II/AAAAAAAABp4/Gaz2yZ92NlU/s1600-h/052808_D1348a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd5U7z5II/AAAAAAAABp4/Gaz2yZ92NlU/s800/052808_D1348a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845137248052354" border="0" /></a><br />We found some boys in an empty classroom singing and playing instruments.  They were happy to let us sit down and listen as they rehearsed for graduation.  They were such sweet guys and they drilled us with questions about the US, and how it might be possible for them to get there.  For each of them, and for many people in Haiti, the dream is to get to America.  That&#8217;s the only way they can see their life improving.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOX02NiI/AAAAAAAABo4/Yn0gZcD8uuY/s1600-h/052808_D0341a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOX02NiI/AAAAAAAABo4/Yn0gZcD8uuY/s800/052808_D0341a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844399289775650" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOhovVHI/AAAAAAAABpA/brv80J_lwq8/s1600-h/052808_D0319a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOhovVHI/AAAAAAAABpA/brv80J_lwq8/s800/052808_D0319a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844401923347570" border="0" /></a><br />This school is also where the kids go for Sunday School before church.  There are a bunch of other kids there, and a ton of people at the main church as well.  It was cool going to church with them, but I did almost fall asleep ;)  When you can&#8217;t understand creole, it&#8217;s a lot harder to pay attention!  So, to stay awake, I took pictures of the cute kids&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdN9BlFrI/AAAAAAAABoo/nDT0BJqYkjs/s1600-h/052808_D1381b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdN9BlFrI/AAAAAAAABoo/nDT0BJqYkjs/s800/052808_D1381b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844392095422130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdplzqpLI/AAAAAAAABpw/RWqAvqGYLS0/s1600-h/052808_D1379a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdplzqpLI/AAAAAAAABpw/RWqAvqGYLS0/s800/052808_D1379a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844866899387570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdpGm-ggI/AAAAAAAABpo/VmjGvP8si9g/s1600-h/052808_D1422a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdpGm-ggI/AAAAAAAABpo/VmjGvP8si9g/s800/052808_D1422a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844858524664322" border="0" /></a><br />But, there&#8217;s more to Port-au-Prince than just Bolosse!  Here are a few shots from our travels around the city&#8230;</p>
<p>The President&#8217;s house.  It was kind of crazy to see this in the middle of everything else&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd5lg0wlI/AAAAAAAABqA/rAZhxJ8ECMY/s1600-h/052808_D1256a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd5lg0wlI/AAAAAAAABqA/rAZhxJ8ECMY/s800/052808_D1256a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845141698265682" border="0" /></a><br />local markets line many of the streets</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd6EUFHfI/AAAAAAAABqI/8woqMXoQ-FA/s1600-h/052808_D1345a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd6EUFHfI/AAAAAAAABqI/8woqMXoQ-FA/s800/052808_D1345a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845149966310898" border="0" /></a><br />And as I said, there&#8217;s garbage everywhere.  One of the big problems with this is that when it rains areas can flood because drains are filled with garbage.  But one of the reasons flooding in Haiti can be so horrible is because there isn&#8217;t good infrastructure to allow for drainage.  There is just water everywhere, rushing in torrents down the street, and just everywhere.  You can easily see why hurricanes that hit Haiti can be so devastating.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd6g9674I/AAAAAAAABqQ/YbiM_jSEx6E/s1600-h/052808_D1250a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd6g9674I/AAAAAAAABqQ/YbiM_jSEx6E/s800/052808_D1250a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845157657997186" border="0" /></a><br />Yeah, this is a street we&#8217;re trying to drive on.  It gives new meaning to the idea of a traffic jam.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd62VP29I/AAAAAAAABqY/JsZfs_3RsXM/s1600-h/052808_D0589a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQd62VP29I/AAAAAAAABqY/JsZfs_3RsXM/s800/052808_D0589a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845163392981970" border="0" /></a><br />And the lovely tap-taps.  The tap-taps are like a cross between a taxi and a bus &#8211; but the guys who drive them go all-out to make them unique.  Each one seems to have a different theme, and often the music blaring out of them will go along with the theme.  It was totally entertaining, but I never did get to ride in one&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdoEsjbfI/AAAAAAAABpQ/xdln6Righ80/s1600-h/052808_D0585a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdoEsjbfI/AAAAAAAABpQ/xdln6Righ80/s800/052808_D0585a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844840831315442" border="0" /></a><br />A view of Port-au-Prince from the hilltop in Bolosse.  You can see the President&#8217;s mansion, and the football stadium, and the giant section of blue-ish concrete near the bottom is the cemetery &#8211; it&#8217;s enormous.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdozHTcsI/AAAAAAAABpg/gLqQsGd-Mb0/s1600-h/052808_D0278a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdozHTcsI/AAAAAAAABpg/gLqQsGd-Mb0/s800/052808_D0278a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844853291545282" border="0" /></a><br />This kid approached our car as we were stopped at the light and asked us for money.  This kills me when I&#8217;m traveling because I know I can&#8217;t give it to them without the car being mobbed, and so I can&#8217;t give it to them at all.  I apologized, but he was a little annoyed with me&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOCdpxZI/AAAAAAAABow/KAYWPOULEVE/s1600-h/052808_D0577b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQdOCdpxZI/AAAAAAAABow/KAYWPOULEVE/s800/052808_D0577b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238844393555346834" border="0" /></a><br />And this is one of my favorite shots.  It is exactly what I think of when I think of Port-au-Prince.  Miles and miles of concrete dwellings squished together, taking over every inch of space.  The reality that I didn&#8217;t get to see is that outside the city, where there&#8217;s fewer people living in such tight space, it&#8217;s very green and lush and beautiful.  Maybe on my next trip to Haiti, I&#8217;ll get to experience more of that&#8230;</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbbLil6TI/AAAAAAAABnw/HtFd_XbeL6Y/s1600-h/052808_D1466a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbbLil6TI/AAAAAAAABnw/HtFd_XbeL6Y/s800/052808_D1466a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842420307028274" border="0" /></a><br />And this last shot is one I took on the plane as we left.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbblFYhbI/AAAAAAAABn4/j4kO6duv8FU/s1600-h/052808_D1825b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SLQbblFYhbI/AAAAAAAABn4/j4kO6duv8FU/s800/052808_D1825b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238842427163837874" border="0" /></a><br />Thank you to <a href="http://www.hfchaiti.org/">Hope For The Children</a> for bringing me down to see and experience Haiti and the work you&#8217;re doing there.  I hope and pray that the images we captured will help you tell the story of your efforts, and of the children &#8211; and that God would use them to bless and increase your ministry.</div>
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		<title>Back From Haiti!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Krista Guenin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, I&#8217;m officially back from Haiti and back to work! It was a great trip and I&#8217;m really excited to go through the 4,200 photos I shot! But, first things first &#8211; I&#8217;ve got engagement sessions waiting for me. So, I guess you&#8217;ll all have to wait a little while too&#8230; To tide you over, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Well, I&#8217;m officially back from Haiti and back to work!  It was a great trip and I&#8217;m really excited to go through the 4,200 photos I shot!  But, first things first &#8211; I&#8217;ve got engagement sessions waiting for me.  So, I guess you&#8217;ll all have to wait a little while too&#8230;</p>
<p>To tide you over, here&#8217;s a shot of Bolosse &#8211; the area of Port-au-Prince where I spent most of my time. </p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SEbZTsIIuqI/AAAAAAAABM8/Be2f6gnJE2o/s1600-h/KDG_6050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BW55-9iE1H8/SEbZTsIIuqI/AAAAAAAABM8/Be2f6gnJE2o/s800/KDG_6050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208088951386585762" border="0" /></a><br />More to come!!!</div>
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