The trip to Haiti begins!

Our adventure did not exactly start out easily... After a crazy fun filled weekend in vegas for my little sister's bachelorette party, I arrived home at 11pm sunday night exhausted and sunburnt, lacking the strength to do anything but crash. Which left me waking up monday morning with half a day to pack for a 1 month trip to work in a hospital in the poorest country in the world! What would I need? What essential supplies do you pack when you're going somewhere with no running water and only a few hours if electricity a day and your trying to treat sick and starving people? As you can imagine, I've forgotten many things! So... Jenna (my travelmate, classmate, aswell as one of my closest friends) and I managed to get everything together and arrive in time for our flight to Orlando, Florida. From there we rented a car and drove down to vero beach, then dropped of the rental and caught a cab to fort pierce, fl where we had rented a hotel room for the night. I thought I would try and save us some money by booking the cheapest hotel, but I'm not so sure that was the best idea...the room was a hole in the wall, reeked of smoke, sheets stained with all sorts of stuff, and a rusted fridge. But we only had 4 hours to lie down until our flight in the morning, so we made do! We woke up at 5am the next morning and called a cab to take us to the tiny airport down the street. There was confusion about our booking and for a moment we worried we would not even make it to Haiti! But then the group of pilots seemed to have figured it out... "ohhh, you're flying with him!" They said and pointed to their friend, laughing. Jenna and I didn'tunderstand what was so funny until they walked us past all the small 12 person planes and pointed to our plane. It was a tiny 4 person plane, hardley bigger than the taxi mini van we had ridden in the night before! We gingerly climbed abroad and buckeld into out tiny seats, one at each window and introduced ourselves to our 25 yr old pilot, who did not look a day over 18 years old!
But the flight was quite an adventure. We watched a beautiful sunrise over the ocean, spotted oil rigs seemingly abdandoned in the middle of nowhere, and watched as the land came clearly into view. We stopped half way for fuel in a tiny island in Barbados, grabbed a quick breakfast and hopped back on the plane...we were on our way to Haiti!!