Bonswa Gwo Mòn!

Saturday evening I arrived in Gwo Mòn (Gros Morne). It took us about five hours to drive up from Port au Prince. We had a couple stops to make along the way, most notably ...one stop for fried pork and plantains …another for the driver to buy six live ducks which will eventually find their way to his plate! For most of the trip we were on the National highway; a ribbon of macadam about two lanes wide that follows the coast line for a while and then weaves its way through various towns and market places.  After two months in the congested city of Port au Prince the sea and the mountains were a sight for sore eyes… as was the house in a grove of trees at the end of the road.

The house of the Religious of Jesus and Mary in Gros Morne is at the end of a road about a five minute walk off “main street”. The road up to the house seems to pass through a forest. They tell me that when the Sisters first arrived about 14 years ago there were no trees here, and now some of the trees tower over the house. The house itself is very large, I think there are nine bedrooms. In addition to two professed Sisters many volunteers with the RJM call this house home. Alumni of the volunteer program are also known to visit… as are family and benefactors. Based on all the people currently here and those expected in the next couple weeks I get the distinct impression that Gros Morne is the place to be!

The Haitians having a saying, “Dye mon, gen mon” … which translats to ”The mountains beyond the mountains.” Here in Gros Morne as I wander down the road it truly seems as though there are mountains beyond the mountains.