Report from Haiti #9 – From Tony Jones
Well today was the day I have been waiting for, trouble!!!
As you know we have been delivering food and medicine to the mountain people that live above Grand Goave. There are also some very poor areas just across the river here in town so I thought we would help some of them today.
Usually I am the one that drives the Gator, for a couple good reasons. The Haitians are less likely to attack us because they respect a white guy more than their own. If we get surrounded like we did last week I am pretty good at talking my way out of trouble Ha! If I tell them I will come back and bring them food they know I will.
Today I had to get my friend Franz to deliver the food because I had to wait for my boys to come home from school, Edna was working at her uncles Mission.
So Franz loaded up the Gator and started out to deliver the food to one of these poorer areas. When he got to the highway there were 2 motorcycle taxi drivers parked at the corner. They yelled to Franz to give them some food but he said no.
As Franz drove away the motorcycle guys called some of their other motorcycle friends and before Franz knew it he had 10 motorcycles following him. Now the Gator only goes 30 MPH so they easily caught up to Franz, some of the otorcycles had passengers. As they got beside the Gator the passengers started to reach for the food in the back of the Gator. They were pulling small bags of food out so Franz hit the brakes and turned around heading back to town.
The bike guys called ahead and had some more motorcycles waiting for Franz as he went through town. Franz came upon 4 more motorcycles and just kept going almost hitting 2 of them. Now the chase is on and Franz is heading out of town with all these guys chasing him. They caught him and were yelling at him to give them food as he kept driving. Two guys got in front of him to try to slow him down but Franz kept his foot to the floor. One of the motorcycles crashed but Franz just kept driving, now the guys were really mad.
Luckily it has been raining and the mountains roads are very muddy so motorcycles cannot climb them. Franz made a sharp left onto a mountain road but the bikes just kept coming. Franz is a mountain kid and he knew the people where he was, he yelled out to them for help. When the bikes reached him the people were waiting with sticks and stones and started to hurl them at the bikers.
Needless to say the bikers were outa there and headed back down to the highway. Franz was very scared so he called a police friend of his and asked if he could send someone to escort him back to town. The friend and 3 other police went to see Franz and rode with him in the Gator back to town.
As they were coming into town the bikers were waiting but when they saw the police they did nothing. They just left my house now to go park the Gator for the night.
Time for a coffee. Please keep us in your Prayers.
PS: The picture is of a delivery earlier today, those are the food packs they were trying to steal