The newbies come on today around noon. They are right now on their flights this direction. Like us, they’ll land, get a quick tour and orientation, and then we turn our patients over. It was a rough first day for us, too.
Trial by fire.
We, on the other hand, cleaned out our rooms (mine has flooded three times in the same amount of days because we keep our AC unit on like 68 
) and are eagerly awaiting the much talked about rum punch at the Port-au-Prince airport.
Thank you, btw, to my high school French teachers for this miraculous convo that I’ve had over and over and over again:
“Bonjour. Ca va?” {or Salut}
“Bonjour. Ca va bien, merci.”
“Bon.”
Four times already this morning. It’s about all of my high school French I remember, it seems.
{One of the Haitian translators is totally looking at nudey pics on the comp next to me. Kumbaya, my lord, we’re all about the same the world over.}
