Monday, January 25, 2010
Croix de Bouquet
the only way i knew what day it was, Darling, my interpreter reminded me that its my birthday and she had to tell everybody, everywhere we went. The Haitian people are fun loving and beautiful, even when they're starving. They all sang happy birthday to me in Creole, multiple times, everywhere I went today, I asked Darling to stop it, but she wouldn't, my cheeks hurt from blushing, this has been the best birthday of my life.
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