Bustling, intense Haiti isn’t for the faint of heart. A few days in Port-au-Prince made me long for fresh air, space, and solitude. Luckily it isn’t too difficult to leave the noise, trash, and exhaust fumes behind. Friends took me on the scenic drive up the mountain from Port-au-Prince to Kenscoff, and from there across a very bumpy dirt road to the small village of Furcy. The views alone took my breath away, and made me fall for Haiti all over again. Time has stood still in Furcy, where farmers tend the land without machines. We went for an extended hike through the village and fields. Not many locals crossed our path, and the few we met were quietly curious and kind. The temperature in Furcy is usually cooler; the views, often above the clouds, endless. This, too, is Haiti.
A big thank you to JetBlue (http://www.jetblue.com) for flights to and from Haiti, and of course the Marriott Port-au-Prince (http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/papmc-marriott-port-au-prince-hotel/) for accommodations.