|leaving on a jet plane... Port-au-Prince by air|
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane.
DO know when I'll be back again!
Good news, that.
|the coast just north of Port-au-Prince|
On my way to the church's General Convention in Indianapolis.
|getting ready to celebrate Independence Day at the Miami airport|
Miami looks like the inside of a computer from the air...
|looks like the inside of a computer to me...|
|sun through clouds, river glinting far below|
Beautiful skies between Miami and Indianapolis.
|the sun seen through the ice crystams on the plane window - the first frost I've seen in a while, needless to say|
|"our eyes behold the vesper light..."|
|red sun below a layer of clouds|
|red sun against a dark sky with sunset-lit clouds above - beautiful skies seen from the plane|
|orange moon over Indianapolis, city lights below|
And then when I got to the hotel, I remember turning on the water and then pulling my hand back, startled for a second at the hot water (in my bathroom at home, there is no hot water, and the cold water comes out of the left faucet). And I hesitated a second before putting my toothbrush under the faucet.
It didn't take me long to get used to the air conditioning, however. It's hot enough here in Indianapolis this week that even Haitians are complaining about the heat. I'm not laughing. Really. I think it's kind of them to make us feel so at home by ordering up Haitian weather to welcome us.