This morning we had the honor of meeting Pere Noe. After introductions, we paid our hotel bill and began our trip to Hinch. It didn’t take long for us to recognize what a skilled driver Pere Noe is. It takes a particular talent to navigate narrowing, bumpy and congested roads. There were no street lights or traffic signs in existence. Traffic flows naturally and people seemed to intuitively how to decide when and where to stop, turn or let one another pass. Not long after leaving Port au Prince, we passed a compound that had been built by USAID shortly after the earthquake. They were strikingly colorful and stood out distinctly from the shacks and shanties we passed along the way. On our two hour trip through and between the mountains we saw make shift housing, street markets, cement shops, barbershops and other community establishments. There were also a number of cows, goats and stray dogs scrounging. At one point, we were stopped by roadside authorities who asked Pere Noe for license and registration. Having the policeman circle the car was slightly unnerving, but we weren’t delayed.This gave us a more clear sense of what life is like here.