Renmen

I think one of the main things I enjoyed in Haiti was the friendly interaction with everyone. You would be walking down the street, a timid white girl with her group of white friends, blending in was NOT an option... and 99% of the people you passes would smile and say "bonjou" or "bonswa." At least in Les Cayes..PoP is another story.
You would see two grown men holding hands, not because they are homosexual-they have wives and families- but just out of love and affection. I wouldn't doubt it's for protection either, for showing the town they have at least one big guy to back them up.
In Espwa, I was always communicating with someone. Though the language barrier made it difficult at times, an effort was always made. If words could not convey a message, actions would. I was always holding hands with one, two, or even ten kids (sounds impossible with only two hands, but you tend to realize your average logic doesn't apply here). My favorite was seeing the older 'tough' teenage boys holding hands with the sweet little girls. It gave them this vulnerability that one can't help but love. And the little boys would grab onto your legs and hug them like they were holding on for dear life.
The older girls were just the sweetest, always wanting a hug, or to dance, or to stroke my hair. At home I have to beg people to play with my hair, but in Haiti it's to the point where I have to ask them to stop so I can get up and do something else!
If there is one thing I could bring from Haiti to America, it is the love they have for one another. Pure joy.