Children gather in their yard to watch those crazy foreigners who find recreation in walking. There are no vehicles, no traffic. We're tired yet elated, it's almost dark. I practice my Krey l with the fellow who sits next to me. The bench-seating fills up, we think.
People sit on each others laps, it fills some more.
It s dark. After dropping off and picking up more in Marigot we're off riding along the coast, the unseen sea to one side, the open back tap-tap refreshes us in the night air. We re driving to Jacmel, the city where we will spend the night, totally fulfilled. We relish our hiking achievement, the incredibly memorable encounters and vistas we have just experienced and the absolute glory that it is over.