Well, it’s too late now.
You have crossed the threshold.
There is no going back.
But who says you’ll want to?
After seeing some of these images of Haiti, you may want to rush over to the nearest airport and catch the first flight over to the caribbean.
That’s right, I said you’ll want to travel to Haiti. Actually, these photos may make you want to have a love affair with the Pearl.
I’ve already discussed in a previous post about my preconceived notions of Haiti (and everybody else’s) via the media and how they were blown to itty-bitty pieces by this marvelous country.
Of course there is still remnants the wear, tear, and destruction on the surface. But get ready baby — I’m going to take you past the surface and show you what lies beneath.
Remember, I DID warn you not to look.
Past this point you risk feasting your eyes on tantalizing cultural imagery, ravishing landscapes, and multiple travel-gasms. Since it was a bit surreal seeing this beauty after hearing about so much negative, I decided to play around with Snapseed and edit the photos a tad bit with a hint of HDR and a pinch of surreal.
Oh, and click the photos…I double-dog dare you.
We were here. Haiti, scratching below the surface in 2013.
Port Au Prince, capital city of Haiti from the roof of our hotel.
Our stellar view from atop the Pacot Breeze Hotel over Port Au Prince. I watched the sunrise ever day we stayed here from this very spot.
A vast valley greeted us after leaving the bustling capital city on our way to Cap-Haïtian. Reeds blew with the gentle breeze as we all three imagined soaring down on hang-gliders. Shall we start a business?
Food-gasm. Fried plantains with Pikliz — spiced and pickles vegetables not for the faint of heart. Bring the heat and douse this on the plantains and this makes for a meal I could (and did) eat everyday. Nom nom nom.
Motorbikes scurrying about the city of Cap-Haïtian in the morning. One of the rare times I saw the street this empty besides very late at night.
A haunting yet fascinating Haitian cemetery in Cap-Haitian. We were given a tour by a gentleman and I was utterly amazed by the color and scale of these memorials for the dead. I remember driving past many along the highway from Port Au Prince and I would always yell out, “Did you see that? Their cemeteries are so beautiful!”
Hop aboard the boat from Labadee in the north and escape to more private beaches.
This is paradise before your eyes. After a night sleeping on the sand at Belly Beach to the left, I awoke at sunrise and climbed the jagged rocks. The sun crawled over the mountains illuminating the sky with crimson and orange and danced off the emerald waters.
A lazy lizard soaking up the sun rays on Belly Beach. The way life should be! And, it seems like he digs posing for the camera as well.
Wandering into the hills above Labadee, this stone gateway was like the door to the Secret Garden, except more stunning beaches lie just beyond it.
A canoe skims across the water at dusk. I could sit on the beach and watch this everyday, couldn’t you?
High up atop a 3,000ft mountain stands an enormous sandstone fortress known as La Citadelle. Erected as a defense against possible French invasion after the Haitians fought and gained independence, it is a reminder of the victory for freedom they fought for and a monument of great achievement.
And yes, I stood at the top with awe and said, “Gnarly!”
Cap-Haïtian before sundown. It is the second largest city in Haiti and where much of the documentary we traveled to Haiti to film took place.
Right outside of Cap-Haïtian away from the congestions and noise is a quite school tucked near the mountains. Kids played soccer as the sun retreated behind the hills, and approached us to practice their English. Which I might say was damn good!
So, glad you looked? If you liked the photos, I would love if you commented and shared these great views with your friends. You’re awesome!