As we passed the buffet on our way to the snack bar, we looked up and noticed guys in military fatigues lining the sidewalk between us and the buffet. There were 6 or 8 of them at regular intervals, standing at attention and holding big guns.
We looked into the dining area of the buffet, trying not to stare. There was the president of Haiti, right there. He was sitting within 10 feet of us, eating his lunch as we walked by.
We proceeded on to the snack bar and bought a 6-piece order of chicken nuggets for $3.
The mundane juxtaposed with the exceptional.
That pretty much sums up life in Haiti in a nutshell.