Port au Prince, Haiti
How can it be five years since I've traveled abroad? (Not counting that trip to Juarez.) It feels so familiar to be here, though I've never been here before. A different insanity from the one in the US, the near constant smell of things burning, roosters at 3:30 AM, being so obviously a stranger no matter where I go. I love it. I'm not sure why, but it doesn't matter.