- Posted April 9, 2010 by
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Haiti earthquake aftermath
Day Three: Port au Prince to Jacmel
As we departed Port au Prince, from the air we were able to gain a much better appreciation for the extent of the destruction. Entire sections of the city that was once home to a million and a half people are now abandoned as ghost towns. The now familiar blue of the tarps dot the landscape for as far as the eye can see and pile after pile of rubble recall where homes used to stand. What will happen to all of these people once the rainy season begins? Flying over Léogâne, we witnessed an entire city leveled; Léogâne once stood near the epicenter of the quake. We flew over the fault line of the earthquake: the shaking emanated from the Bay and followed the river bed, jolting the sides of the mountains and causing landslides as if the mountains were sand. This is where it all started, in twenty seconds changing life forever in a country that was already broken. In Jacmel more than 80% of the buildings were destroyed or badly damaged by the quake. But we were taken by the warmth and openness of the people; their demeanor was noticeably different than what we observed in the capital. Perhaps the beauty of the Caribbean pacifies? The happy faces of the children playing on the beach were a welcome respite. Was it their innocence that so captivated us? Their naivety? Or were the sadness and pain simply hiding behind their stoic smiles?