Finally made it to Palma!
This week, we joined Lorin & Andrea and Nancy, the visiting English teacher who will return in September for two years (PTL!!), on the “mule” ( like a
golf cart in steroids! ) and made our way up the mountain for the long-awaited trip to the Wednesday market there.
After we bounced about for 30 minutes or so, the donkey parking lot came into view.
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| How in the world do you find your transport when all the models look alike?! |
And the adventure continued! For those of you readers from NW South Carolina, it kinda reminded us of the Anderson Jockey Lot in layout!
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| We joined scores of shoppers and vendors among a variety of goods for sale on tables laid out over two or three acres. |
Fresh viande – beef and goat shanks cut into "steaks" while the flesh was so fresh it was still quivering;
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| This is freshly butchered cow! |
Then, beautiful produce and dried goods and live poultry being loudly offered.
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| Yep, those are the entrails - |
The haggling was fast and furious at every table!
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| Lorin held his own and got his price!! |
The livestock auction was just beginning as we boarded the mule to head back down the mountain.
The sights and sounds of this Haitian market were memorable, to say the least!
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| The sea from the road to Palma. |
Then topping off the experience were the vistas as we headed back down the mountain!
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| The Flamboyant trees in full bloom. |
It was a great way to spend a Wednesday morning.
Oh, Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the
earth!
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