Riding a moto-taxi

Yesterday was my my first night at the one is going to be my home for the next 3 months. It’s a huge house, with a mango tree and swimming pool. It’s located in an area called Vivy Mitchell, which from what I understood is an upper-middle class neighborhood and mostly inhabited my UN people.  I arrived to my new home in a moto taxi, I was so scared at the beginning, well I guess I had the reasons to be, riding a motorcycle on PAP streets with no helmet is not the safest thing you can do. At the end everything went fine and I thanked I only took with me a 13kg bag pack; otherwise I don’t know how could I handle it. My roommate is really nice, she is originally from the US but has been nearly 20 years she doesn’t live there, she has been here for 2 years and speaks good creole. My other roommate is not in town; she is from Bulgaria and is doing a PhD in anthropology. I must admit that when I get inside the Vivy Mitchell area I found so different form the PAP I had seen so far, here is like being outside reality, is another world. One thing I must admit I like is the 24/7 access to mango tree, as now they are on season I can have them whenever I want. Yesterday, we also went for dinner to a place in Petion Ville area called Harry’s, was sort of local, and we had the cabrit with “banana frite”, with some acras as an entry. I cannot complain about food, so far has been quite good.