I was concerned about going to Haiti last March. Not about the danger: Poverty does a lot of bad things to people and places, but it does not make anyone attack tourists. My worry was that it was still too soon after the 2010 earthquake. Would I be stepping over misery and taking pictures of it with my expensive camera? Would my tips and purchases be alms doled out by a careless grandee on his way from one leisured excitement to another?
My first week did not go that way (see accompanying story), but I figured the Air Transat experience might have sheltered me from reality.
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