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One Sunday starting




Days Haitians come to an end.
parts only with a few answers to classic questions of when the plane before landing in a new destination.
How can it be? It was very intense 10 days, 10 days in which to see first hand the many concrete images, feels even more immune to a run of events that makes you feel really here to play at a time when the scale can tip suddenly from a side or the other, where the paths to follow for the reconstruction are numerous, but few will really benefit the people, if that first lived on average two dollars a day, now often do not even have those. And in global decisions have no voice.
What will happen? Especially in cases like these, the mind is wide open to absorb everything and take chances on the fly. There was not much to set up what I would do, the days were created from dawn to dusk without too organize future ones. So often the occasions they came out of nothing, other times I have found to spend a day frantically stops, while thinking about everything that I was missing, but coming in the evening where the benefits of a chaotic day you did not feel well for Starting in the grim days later.
Who will I meet? And this is the most difficult question to answer, because I have not made a clear idea of \u200b\u200bhow it is really the people. This is because it is a very special moment in their history, even and especially when speaking of human relationships. The same Haitians if in some ways a great rediscover solidarity, others fight every day for a better state, prices have risen for us in the West that for them, and often there are fights about this. I think it's normal not be able to interact as I wanted, both for the language is because at this time to have white skin can lead to misunderstandings and difficulties, however, from various points of view. This morning I am having programs made a trip alone to Petion Ville. Son had to go back on my feet soon, only one is really hard to get around, let alone pull out my camera. And you immediately notice the difference from walking along with a Haitian, or in general to a man. Unfortunately
focusing on what just happened, I did not much Related to the culture here, because it is a moment of stand-by, also dragged down by the earthquake. And by the will of the government is organizing a month of national mourning. I do not think much of being in agreement with the fact that expressions such as music and more to be shallow at this time, indeed, in many cases would help an aggregation and sharing. Artistic events are cleared, the much famous painters here are taking a break, often devoid of inspiration, many other time to pause if they're taking the other side of the Gulf of Florida, Miami, New York .. . It is a situation rather static, it is thought to a future of reconstruction but for now we still have to clean all the tangled streets of the city from the heaps of rubble, you often still find an accommodation for many hospitals, to make a more dignified life for people living in tent cities without bathrooms and any minimum hygienic condition, you throw away heaps of garbage that with this putrefaggono sun in a few hours, repairing roads, whether the government has intended to resume the reins of the game ...

The thing I most regret in 'get out of here is that with the departure leaves the possibility to stay informed about what is happening, seeing the current climate in international journals. Luckily Internet is a great source in this and in some ways updates can be found in local newspapers.

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Leogane






Leogane is located one hour from Port au Prince, 95% of homes were destroyed, 60 schools out of 61 are unusable. And 'the epicenter of the earthquake, right and left of the road is now happening all types of tents. Those who managed to get them, now sleeping in tents (mostly women with small children, and almost all the women here have, however, among their children, at least one under 5 years and am not all been so "lucky"). In this work area especially Canadians, allowing the people a direct exchange, given the common language, French. But the majority is now housed in makeshift camps, mostly made of wooden planks and sheets to the wind they see the very small temporary shelter. Today, Saturday, the day of commissioning and market, met mainly by going around small children. On the way, near Carrefour, a long row at least a couple of miles made up only of women waiting to take their food intake by the blue helmets. At 7 this morning, on my return, at 14 the line was even longer and the sun hot. On one side of the road, the women waiting for their turn, on the other side men, who are not allowed to receive food. A
Leogane were in a community a little 'inside, between the banana trees and bean crops lie infinite semi-transparent sheets. Here aid is almost there, the sheets waxed that slowly infused into the city, here they are still waiting and meanwhile make the proof of the rainy season with some rain that's been in weeks. It 's a very precarious situation that clashes with the bright green all around.
There's a lot to do, but above all, you need to come and aid that allow Haitians to become independent within a short time, and here and there feel interesting projects to be developed, by scavengers who are now in their thousands to clean up the town, a few ideas on how to create in a short time of buying homes safer containers which come with aid and turning them into housing much more.
The day was very intense, I go to sleep.

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A story that is no more






This morning I had a little 'time and for the first time since I arrived I pulled out the guide that I bought at the airport in Miami . A story that is no more, a story that can only tell you now, look in photographs taken through January 11. Not There is nothing more than what is written, only the skeletons of buildings. I've been around in the car for almost all districts of the city, even the gentleman who accompanied me was more in the past many of those places after the earthquake. He brought in his cousin's house, making me see how and where he died, the tomb is nearby and the house for the family will not be sold but will remain there as you are resting a little over a month ago. We passed many places known to him and his eyes all the time I have never looked at directly, but told me that even he could not imagine such devastation, and how large it was.



Everywhere around the city. There are house that remained standing, who wants to believe is a miracle, others give credit to Mescla sand and water better, the fact is' that appear in a desert oasis that gives little hope. And yes, do not get used every day I walk the streets of Port au Prince on my brain can not understand, can not imagine those 6 seconds that have destroyed everything. Downtown is alive only for the people who walk and take their time trying to take pieces of iron, wood, metal from the rubble, women selling fruit and vegetables, for men running with a mobile peddler. For the bulldozers that slowly reduced to remove the concrete piles.





Almost all activities are closed and many are burned before people can enter to take the things left inside. They prefer to scupper the entire material rather than allow this to be taken in any way. I am very skeptical about what has been said of the acts of looting, and even more so now that I have told you why many of flames in the buildings. In my breaks
internet in the hotel at 100m. I knew a bit from home 'of doctors, who told how on January 12 clinics were crowded with people, at least 200 for each doctor, at least, obviously unprepared for a disaster of this size. And so many fractures have been repositioned bad, many were not able to clean the land for the lack of water. They showed me the x-rays, which are full of iron in a femur bone a go on one side and one another. . In the haste of the moment was not easy to do everything perfectly, and these people will be able to walk again after a new operation. The doctors are still missing, even now, even after a month.
It 's almost 10 days I'm here, everything I've seen start to feel the fatigue. The house every day is filled with mice and rats, garbage is collected infrequently, but if so here, let alone in the streets where they are in 2000 with a few tens of meters square. People are forced to live in inhumane conditions and of course with time the situation gets worse, it is not easy to find a way to smile or a response to a bonjour.
Ps. I would put captions to the photos, but the graphics are against me.

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today to write the words out there, but my internet and 'went to I support the strike and for a few minutes in the lobby of the hotel. I hope tomorrow to be more 'talkative.

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The stars are so bright in the night Port au Prince .. never seen so clear in a capital city. And they tell of a city where there are now whole areas in the dark after sunset. And without electricity during the day. The street who wants to upload their mobile phone, it does have a few stalls that the generator. Life is divided between the tent city, where by day there are nearly only women and children and the street, more full of men, many of whom now work to clean the streets, in exchange for money but do not receive food.
aid arriving almost exclusively to women, considered to be more responsible .. and quantities of rice are given to those who manage to get them to allow the requirement for at least 20 days, in fact last much less, each woman has to feed at least three children, and more.

There seems to be more attentive to foreign associations that Haitians who are here, it seems that little information appearing in magazines and newspapers, should increase even more the false statements in a country that has never had the honor of being described objectively. It seems you do everything to frighten, to deter think that a disaster like that does not necessarily lead to a huge violence. Seeking news of Haiti in Italian newspapers and there is a huge gap, you do not write anything, the shock value is over because they are finite images of dead and trucks loaded with corpses. "Reconstruction", the post is not news. And if there is something mysterious and alarming of the curfew.

me that they had to say Italy because they become aware of. You just do not talk, even more, it is not known. It 'just a new idea is terrifying. Not that there is no curfew, it's just one thing that this country has lived for decades. No one would dream of going west to downtown after seven in the evening the place without someone to accompany him, but here as in any other South American capital and beyond. Here I go out quietly in Petionville in the evening to eat something other than rice and chicken or drinking a beer along with other people. And we're not afraid, not the air you breathe the danger that both like to tell the media. The peace is not news, then you must implement it with the paranoia and terror that by now '11/09 has no end. And that distorts everything. There
life, a return to the everyday that you see in containers full of clothes and soap to wash under tents made of fabrics and blankets, in the markets in the streets, in the desire to distract themselves by playing football, listening to the radio or sketching a few dance steps. There is a strong need for children to occupy their days, now that do not go to school because they are almost all collapsed, many during the lesson. The government says it will reopen in mid-March, but it's hard to believe given the immobility of the situation. Many roads can not yet go into the car so I am in the rubble on the ground, and the inhabitants are struggling to navigate the city center, since there are no more reference points.

The plan for downtown is to raze everything to the ground and rebuild the city from scratch, There are already dozens of American officials on a visit to study their plans better .. and to think that ground zero has yet to see achieve his ambition after nine years.
When I come home at night and then I go on the internet, I find myself with journalists of all nationalities and all in some way we are discouraged to see the gravity of the situation and the little space that comes from information given to this tragedy, which continues , despite the fact that abroad it seems already forgotten. Maybe today will hear about, there was so much clamor for the arrival of the French president in an area where none of his predecessor after Haitian independence (we speak of 1804) had set foot. He confirmed that remove the debt that the country is' paying to France for 200 years now and for the next two years will give millions of euro.
There is the certainty that the rainy season, which starts here in April and expect that this year is more intense than usual, cause many deaths and hardships. And right now that I write, it starts raining, raining ..

Who can afford it is' out of the country, mainly in Miami where there is a great community, despite the name, Little Haiti. This will cause a dispersion, a huge diaspora of the ruling class or middle class, however, that in every country is the one that controls, for better or for worse. Last night
I met an Englishman who works as a bodyguard of journalists and photographers, one of those who after 30 years of experience could be filled with stories all night. And who can terrorize in 10 minutes ... I did a crash course in first aid, first aid, firearm, giving me liquid bandages and never known before. Interesting in her, even if by taking it with pliers, according to him everything I've done so far is unfortunate. But I think it is safer to run with a Haitian who knows the language and the places with English with a bulletproof vest. At least here, at least now.

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Downtown





And to think that today seem to have been the quietest day since I came here. I had no program and the fact that it was half party was not even able to find someone with a machine that could bring me where I wanted. So for breakfast I am having with the photographer with whom I should do a workshop here earlier this month and then, as many know, I had decided not to for various reasons. And before I am convinced of my decision, today I was just another confirmation.
In any case, we were together all day and somehow was lucky because I am able to do things alone would have been unimaginable to vivermi. We descended down to downtown with two bikes and four hours we are there to turn the entire walk. The air was rather warm, the police chasing those who approached the buildings destroyed to the sound of truncheons, but only around the police station at the beginning .. then we arrived in the center of the hurricane had just managed to throw down a wall to get into a big electronics store .. hundreds of people crowded to get in, going out with stereos, televisions, radios and just outside, to beat up those who would take things and run away, some on foot, some with motor , who skipping on some machines of passage. All this lasted for at least 20min. Without a shadow of a policeman around. In the meantime I have stolen two memory cards and spare batteries, there were people running, you hit and took things everywhere. When the police arrived, of course they are all fled, except a few dozen who was inside the building and was arrested, a line of people to which most little boys, each of which was carrying the thing taken from inside the building .. When the situation was a bit 'calmed arrived saying he had seen a boy who had stolen things, bon, in five minutes I had everything back. Who knows maybe it was all catch and they knew each other, but never mind, it is important to have had my things back!
He was all emotionally very strong, but when you're almost there in the situation you do not realize, is now returning home that I feel all things seen and experienced him, that I realize what this moment there is something absolutely extraordinary, in the sense out of the ordinary. The police have the right as if to anything, on people who only have rights to live, nothing more. Are not names, not everyone in his individuality, are the masses who now have no one to follow because no one is going to do it. And they are killed as if nothing had happened, even when we were there they had just shot someone in the building. The crowd rebels, but then immune, turns on the other side and faces the other way.
E 'anarchy, anarchy induced by a non-existent political situation that allows such things can happen, and the anarchy of who has nothing and therefore has nothing to lose. E'qualcosa of atrocious to realize ... And I am increasingly disappointed and saddened, here it is as if all things were bad governments out, it's as if the falsity of the ruling classes, here are the most striking manifestation .. plus, What is' doing the local police and not only!? They're cleaning up some roads for the long-awaited arrival of Sarkozy Monsieux, so that it can be seen to the destroyed city, but deserted, with no the reality of people in the street .. mah. we must think in situations like these? in the main square of the UN tanks and armed soldiers running around, but what are they, what are they? everyone knows that their usefulness in humanitarian terms, is nothing, and certainly are not useful to maintain order. And every day is unbearable to know that the reality is very different from what is said outside the borders, and even more unbearable to think about how this falsehood is on the agenda for everything happening everywhere. Why American newspapers, even serious ones, are not real journalism and not write the facts as they are? because then the risk embedded in their place as Iraq rather than Afghanistan or somewhere else. then we must put on blinders and become cynical? I do not believe, I believe that something can be done, hoping that not everything needs to change for the worse. And I believe that journalism has more faults than he is giving. We live in a world of false news, but it is easier to realize this and stay in their own backyard rather than just saying so many useless articles. sin. It 'an outburst, it is written on impulse and not even reread it, but that's what I feel after most days when I see things I did not add up. and now barely makes me upload a picture ...

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impressions of these days convey all nell'accorgersi of how much force there is around. Unfortunately there are not many places where you have a massive influx of aid. The airport area is that which at first sight seems the most served: tent clean and help dozens of machines that run the streets, because it is here that houses the largest number of logistics bases of the many humanitarian organizations. People say that it is precisely in that area to ensure that the great people who arrive by plane (tomorrow sarkozy does not mention the other ..) can have a positive idea of \u200b\u200bwhat you're doing, how things are working well and the ubiquity with which they are distributed. But then in other parts we complain about the inefficiency, lack of drinking water and tents. Because if so far the weather was good, it took only one rainy afternoon last week to send hundreds of tents in the chaos (and hundreds of thousands of people) that are found in every street of Port au Prince and Petionville. This is because the curtains put up for protection from the sun, I am totally counterproductive to the rain, the water boards, flooding everything. The speed does not look like a dominant feature, who knows maybe we Westerners here has taken the Haitian rhythms to their detriment .. And if now is a
stalemate that people are allowed to live in every corner of the city, soon will come the warnings of the government to clear at least the main squares, and where will everyone? Why L'Aquila, for example, is a bit 'been able to overcome host from becoming friends, acquaintances ... but here everyone has lost something ..
Turn to downtown, the city center, leaving stunned, as if you entered a parallel dimension, that the brain can not believe is true. Everything fell apart, some activity remained standing has already reopened, perhaps with a roof hovering above. The danger was another, now you walk quietly between walls and under buildings that seems unstable can sell it with a minimum gust of wind. But then there is this desire to do at the expense of a situation that many other countries would remain stuck to cry on. Yesterday I went to Carrefour, a mountainous area a few kilometers from PaP (but at least 40 minutes by car), is 1800metri, the air is fresh and many people have their own piece of land to cultivate. Here, too many houses are collapsed, aid, if they arrive, who knows when they reach here. So families are gearing up to rebuild themselves their place to live. And they are all proactive, who has not been damaged but the neighbor who helps a month sleeping outdoors, who is' studying engineering sketches any plans for reconstruction. As small communities, it is also easier to find a sense of cooperation among the people, not that this is missing in the capital ..
three days have passed since I arrived but as always, the intensity of these moments is all live as if the days are dilated and finish the evening with his mind full and distraught.
Today was the first working day since I am here, after three days of national prayer because Friday was a holiday celebration as a month after the earthquake and Saturday and Sunday of course, many businesses close. There was no traffic in recent days, the daily reality today is facing bullying and distances are incredibly elongated. Anyone who sells something, and obviously it does on the road, this means that in many areas it barely manages to pass by car and on foot you go 'much faster than with the means. I am not yet fallen in the city today, but when I went there on Saturday morning was also impressive was that all the silence around you Possoni decumani thistles and see each other, in the midst of buildings exist. Among these is the courthouse, government, economy, collection, cultural institutions ... and in the middle of the Champs de Mars plaza full of tents, thousands of people who can get a live one stuck to another . A country where the roots of the system are collapsed, and if before the government did little now does nothing.
Around the cathedral-symbol, a lot of people to pray, gathered around the pastor-speakers, and so in various corners of the city. A little 'gave me the feeling of Hyde Park, where Sunday who wants to take the word gets up on the stool and people gathering around. Haiti is a country with a strong believer, and are many religions and mingling with each other. The population, now more than ever in need of spirituality, he needs to concentrate the mind on what he believes, and made it happen in different times of day.
yesterday in the mountains, the area here called the "Switzerland of the Caribbean" son was in a community center that practice eco agriculture and helps the locals. There was a masseuse that says that since there was an earthquake, has not stopped working, patients continue to arrive with terrible back pain and leg, due to the shocks and the way they have managed to save. Many have nightmares or night just can not sleep. In homes, the first thing that broke was the TV, so now, who can not buy another and probably is not a house, we meet in the assembly, or simply listen to the radio, that here has always been the major means of dissemination of information and culture. Today I've been in three radio stations here and in Petionville dans la ville, some collapsed, others for several weeks have moved their offices open, so great was the fear of further earthquakes. Now the situation is a bit 'stabilized, and I am aware of how their work is necessary to keep the people, and even distract her with music. How will tomorrow, the day of celebration, here is the famous Mardi Gras carnival, but it will be another day of prayer without masks and follies jokes.
Sorry for the many errors, I write quickly in the short time I have. Today the internet does not charge me the pictures, or maybe ...

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How do I start talking about something that has been said so much already and seen ..?!
The roads, as always, are a different thing when we walk, to smell, it crosses the looks of the people. And you realize that something is back in what could assimilate abbian from afar. What we are told is the most tragic, a tragic but hopeless, what is news and that people outside the door for the umpteenth time to see Haiti as the poorest place in the Western Hemisphere, as every article there on time recalls. But there is something else and fortunately neither the strength nor the feelings of people with money can be quantified. There are markets that swarm on each side of the road, there is a will to start over, to work, to occupy their days not content to stand still and watch life passing in front, you have these tents everywhere, each square has become the quintessential public place, because you can not see not even one square meter free, and all thickly populated. But for now, the only tends to the UN I saw them in their fields, not in those where there are Haitians, who were equipped with tents only with towels and fabrics of luck ... And the feeling is not had never seen a place so full of people. E 'in the normal hot spots where many of the works are for the day and especially outdoors, have the feeling that there is no limit to people who may be found in every nook and cranny, every glimpse of our gaze tracking. And so it is here.
Son arrived by bus from Santo Domingo, a journey that usually lasts for 5 hours now it has become much slower, at least 8 hours. The border is a gate where cars go one way, and now there are many, is to get to that exit. Besides, yesterday was also market day in the border area, the market for books, without taxes and with tons of flour, sugar, rice, carried over the heads of women. In the chaos of waiting, someone opened the doors of a bus taking the suitcases were not his, which has complicated even more on our trip, having to figure out who they were missing their luggage, looking through the crowd we could have them taken. Luckily now I've learned that these are things that happen and I had taken my place just above where I knew there was my backpack.
bus, Port au Prince seemed a bit 'that terrible multimedia video that CNN pulled out a few days after the earthquake, when you could decide which way to go with the mouse and follow different alternatives. I saw only the left side of my window, alternate concrete constructions never finished in white space, where we understand that before there was something from the piles of bricks and cement They come now placed at the ends of the streets, when there are too many . The buildings collapsed are still big there, with people trying to find some useful material for the reconstruction of copper wires, planks of wood, brick blocks intact ..
Regardless of how I imagined, not seen around in many cars of aid, occasionally there are jeep United Nations, and they pass two worlds seem so far away .. all of them covered to the teeth with weapons ready to be used , the other lightweight clothes in a normal country in which you touch the 40 degrees for 5 hours a day. Now I write there is a helicopter that passes me in even 20 meters, it is full, the noise is more widespread since I arrived, come and go.
Am I in Petion-Ville, the upper area of \u200b\u200bthe city, high in all directions, even the richest, that which has always decided the future of the country, Duvalier (Papa Doc) and his Tonton Macoutes to Aristide. But not now with Preval, he is sitting 'somewhere near the airport, like any other spectator. And people complain about this, complaining that his wrist did not have to handle the situation even slightly, all expected something from him, because after so many years of dictatorship madman, finally a head of government that put a little 'd 'Agreement all without the use of force. Although of course, never completely clean and clear. And there are so many questions, first, is most present, but all the money it says the governments and people throughout the West left and won, where are they? Comes never to the entire population? Because right now there are areas "well served", in which fortunately there is water that food "enough", and others where it is allowed only to see the bottom of the frequent passing helicopters. And nothing more.

Today is a month after the earthquake, is a day of national holiday, not working and people gather for the harvest of all religions, from Catholic to Protestant to voodoo, others gather to sing and be together From the terrace where the wind takes me I'm songs and radio on.
sleep at the home of Jean Yves, a man that has happened since the earthquake, is home to at an affordable price and TV journalists from around the world, once they are Brazilian, the other Chinese, after the Poles. It 's a good solution, a hundred meters from the Villa Creole, one of the hubs of information and to those who come to the place where I'm going to connect to the internet and send this post. Maybe every other day should close to allow for the renovation, there are also several areas of the hotel collapsed and outside kitchen with grill. A friend of Jean-Yves, in a sarcastic tone / true here tells me that he does not turn reinforced, but just landed at Miami it is now carrying a weapon.
That is to say the danger is a relative thing.

And this is, for now, I can tell.