The house (house?? mansion??) he is staying in
The food he is eating
Béatrice, the mansion's head turkey
A view
Some foliage
A wildly painted truck used as public transportation (aka "taptap")—every third world country's gotta have one!
An art "museum" in Port-au-Prince
Neg Mawon, an iconic Port-au-Prince piece
The National Palace in ruins
More National Palace
From what he has sent me, I can tell that Port-au-Prince is a beautiful and sad place. I'm only a little jealous, really. Not jealous that he had to take malaria pills. And that he has bodyguards that sit outside his house at night. (I'm trying not to think about that part.) Okay, I'm not all that jealous. I will just sit at home and listen to my Wyclef CDs instead.
(BTW, photos were edited using CameraBag 2, a new desktop photo editing app that I'm having some fun with. Like Instagram, but with more filters and more control over what you're doing.)