It smells like urine


Palace rubble

Streetside debris

The streets of downtown Port-au-Prince seem unchanged from the images we remember from the February CNN coverage after the quake, with the exception that roads have been cleared of debris. Taxis drivers and men in general stand around the airport exit, looking to help anyone with anything to get some money. No cup holders in the cars here-our driver got us from the airport to the hotel in good time, with one hand on the horn, the other swerving in and out avoiding multiple stray dogs, people, cars, and potholes-which are numerous. We drove past the collapsed palace and then 2 more blocks to our hotel, Le Plaza. It is wondrous that this hotel was relatively unscathed, amidst the destruction all around. The park across the street is one of the tent cities. There is no privacy here, and I witness someone “showering” in a makeshift area, completely open to the street. The tents here are actually reinforced shacks made from scrap metal, real tents, plastic etc. and although there are rows of porta-johns, it smells like urine.

another tent city

Doing the laundry in a tent city

Tent from USA

personal effects left as they were

It’s Sunday, not as many cars on the streets. We see people actually dressed up, suit and tie, and occasionally a woman in a dress sporting a fancy hat. They seem so out of place. The streets are lined with people just sitting, trying to sell something. Flip flops, fruit, whatever-“it’s the mall” our driver jokes as we go past a weave through an intersection thick with vendors. A car is left in the middle of the road, using pieces of concrete as chocks, and a missing wheel tells the tale of a flat tire that the owner must be trying to get repaired somewhere. There are piles of debris and garbage mixed together along the streets. A mother pig and piglets were rooting in one of these dumps, and many skinny dogs are seen trying to find something to eat in other piles. Tomas didn’t seem to affect the city much, except things are a bit damp.

There are many people at this particular hotel, using it as a base to do good here. CNN is here doing a story on the aftermath. A group of American young people told us they just back from a tour of the hospital, which was “pretty bad”, and we meet a young man here from Utah that makes prosthetic limbs who has come to start up a center where he can teach them to manufacture  them on site.

Even 10 months after the quake, the need is still here, more than ever.

Kids watching a domino match


kids posing

kids in a "nice" tent city

About Dr. Greg Meyer

I'm a homeopathic physician, an urgent care physician, camper, hiker, traveler, and photographer. After Microbiology & Epidemiology, I studied medicine and more recently have become fascinated on how homeopathy can actually cure disease, or better said-how it allows the body to actually heal itself. I'm available for consultations in classical homeopathy. Check my website for more information.
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1 Response to It smells like urine

  1. may says:

    Very touching words and pictures. These are similar scenes to what I experienced and witnessed in the lebanese civil war which started when I was only 13. The magnitude of the disaster is so huge and no one can appreciate it from pictures only. Eventhough these natural disasters are not man made and there is no fear of “continued war/retaliation from the other side of the conflict” but the damage is the same, and the human suffering is the same.

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