We used the rental truck to pick up the beer and soft drinks for tomorrow's big baptism party for Andre's new god-daughter Lyse-Mia. Then I turned it in to the rental company.
The rest of the day we didn't do much, mostly recuperated from the strenuous drive. Andre's friend Billy Squitt came over to visit. I'd spoken to him by phone before, but this was the first time we'd ever met in person. I know his brother Ronald who lives in Buenos Aires. Their brother Marcus Squitt plays professional soccer in Montreal, Canada.
Left to right: Andre's cousin Mardoche, Billy Squitt, brother Johnny, nephew Joel, Andre, and brother Reginald.
Billy works for an American company and speaks really good English.
In the afternoon I invited Andre's Aunt Micheline to go to the Villa Imperial Hotel with me for a swim. Like so many people in Andre's family, Miche can't exactly swim, but at least she's not afraid of the water and enjoyed herself very much. A Haitian-American woman at the pool, who hadn't seen Andre yet, asked me if Miche was my sister-in-law. We're just about the same age, so it was a logical question. Miche is a school teacher and single, if you know anyone for her. She speaks Creole and French, some Spanish and English.