Our final day on the trip was spent in travel. We got up early, ate a quick breakfast, stripped our beds, packed our bags on the trucks, and headed out amidst many hugs and tears. The drive to the airport seemed quicker than the drive just a week ago. We were able to get one last look at the country we had all grown to love in such a short time. We quickly unloaded at the airport, headed through security and customs, and soon boarded our planes.
It was interesting to note that the flight from Haiti to Florida was filled mostly with Haitians and missionaries, sprinkled with a few tourists. I know that Haiti appreciates the money brought in by tourism, but those people were a sharp contrast from the rest of us. We used the opportunity in the planes and in the airport to witness to people about what we had just experienced. Many eyes were opened to the poverty and destruction we had seen, but we were also able to share how Jesus was working in Haiti.
After a long day of travel, we were all glad to be home in our comfortable beds. Despite the comforts of home, we would not soon forget our trip and all we had seen and experienced. I know several of us are already planning our next trip back.
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