By the afternoon of my fifth day in Haiti, I envied motorcyclists. That morning, our team's SUVs bounced along the rutted, blind-corner-filled, un-railed mountain road from Jeremie to Leogane. On the way to Jeremie, this road had given us a flat tireāso how could it be any worse? Now, I laugh at that question. We… Continue reading A Peculiar Roadblock