mack of pelerin
One thing I really appreciated about Haiti was its mountainous terrain. Half of our nights were spend up on a mountain ridge over looking the city of Port au Prince.
Uncle Jackie gave us a good deal, a monstrous akita dog, Mack, to keep us company. I forgot to let him out one morning and later that day he tore off some of the trim around the door and bit dents into the door knob. Yikes. A gentle giant though, even if he always gets his way.
I miss the temperate fresh air from the balcony. It was always a relief to get some rest up there away from the city (and roosters).