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Chapter 338 Tour Guide
Haiti, in front of Megrat International Airport.

There were five or six Haitian locals gathered in front of Joey. They spoke half-baked English and solicited guests.

Because of the colonial relationship in the last century, the main official languages ​​in Haiti are generally French and Creole. However, in recent decades, with the invasion of American forces, English has gradually become the language that local people generally learn. One, especially these vendors near the airport.

They have faced all kinds of tourists all year round, and naturally learned some simple communication.

Taking a few steps back, away from these 'enthusiastic' crowds, Joey glanced over the expectant eyes of these Haitians, and finally chose a guy who looked the most pleasing to the eye, as the tour guide for everyone this time .

"Just you."

"Thank you, sir!"

Being chosen by Joey, the dark-skinned Haitian immediately showed an expression of ecstasy, and immediately reached out to take the luggage from the fortune-teller.

"I'm used to taking it myself."

Raising his hand to stagger the other's outstretched arm, Joey still has a [Voodoo Doll] hidden in his backpack, so he is naturally unwilling to put it in the hands of others.

Facing Joey's refusal, the guide didn't show any displeasure on his face, and continued to speak with a grin.

"I understand you, sir. In fact, I am just going to remind you that when you go out in Haiti, you must watch your luggage. If you carry it, you must put it where you can see it, or carry it on your back. Front……"

"In recent years, due to drought and earthquakes, the local law and order has become worse and worse. Many tourists have encountered thieves as soon as they left the airport. Because of these people's actions, the number of tourists coming to Haiti has become less and less. Even the business of those of us has deteriorated a lot."

From the mouth of the tour guide, Joey got a general understanding of the local situation in Haiti.

Last year's major earthquake dealt a devastating blow to the local economy. A disaster of this scale would be a fatal disaster even for a rich country, let alone a poor country like Haiti, which has no capacity for post-disaster reconstruction, because In this disaster, the original government collapsed directly.

More than hundreds of thousands of people were left homeless by the earthquake, some of which sparked riots that led to the downfall of the previous government.

However, the new government is not doing much better.

The new president relies on the power of voodoo to stabilize his position, and the people dare not speak out because of fear.

"If I remember correctly, many countries around the world donated to the government at the time of the earthquake, and the United States even donated more than [-] million U.S. dollars in aid?"

Hearing the tour guide mention the big earthquake before, Angela who was on the side couldn't help but speak.

"Donations, that kind of thing is impossible to fall into our hands. No matter how much money the world gives, it will only fall into the wallet of the government and the president. If you go to the place where the earthquake happened, you will see it. , that place has been like that since the earthquake, many so-called 'international people' went there to take pictures and then left, they didn't care about the life and death of the local people at all."

Haitians are clearly dissatisfied with government corruption.

In fact, every president said before taking office that he would actively fight corruption. However, they continued to plunder money as soon as they took office. Over time, the local Haitians lost confidence in the so-called elections.

After venting his dissatisfaction, the Haitian who was in charge of the tour guide of the team began to react.

Taking over the job by myself is not to complain to the customer.

"It's all my fault, ladies and gentlemen..."

He hurriedly restrained the expression on his face, fearing that the few guests who had finally waited in front of him would leave, the tour guide grinned and showed his white teeth, and said flatteringly: "Although many places have been damaged due to the earthquake, the prince The bustling area of ​​the port has basically been restored, so this will not affect your travel itinerary, and I, San Cedro, will serve you, and you can just call me San."

Having a local Haitian as a tour guide really made the subsequent actions of Amanda's team a lot smoother.

With Sang's help, everyone boarded a dilapidated minibus and drove towards the Haitian capital Port-au-Prince.

Along the way, they did see a lot of people wandering in the streets. Their clothes were ragged, and their faces were full of empty expressions. On both sides of the road, they could clearly see the broken and collapsed houses, some of which were from Haiti. The locals lived directly in the collapsed houses, only using rags as roofs to block the sun.

"..."

Although, from the place of action, Amanda and others have already learned about the backwardness of Haiti from various sources.

However, when they witnessed it with their own eyes, it still made everyone feel a little heavy in their hearts.

Sensing the silent atmosphere in the minibus, Sang, who was still introducing, also closed his mouth in cooperation.

In this way, after driving silently for 10 minutes, the originally collapsed and broken houses on both sides of the road gradually decreased, some noisy hawking sounds gradually sounded, and even some high-rise buildings that were originally invisible appeared sporadically around.

"Okay, distinguished guests, now we have entered Port-au-Prince, the capital of Haiti. This is the most prosperous city in Haiti and a local tourist attraction in Haiti. Many attractions are here, but some of them are closed due to the earthquake. damage……"

Looking at the scene outside the minibus, the originally silent tour guide Sang also opened his mouth and introduced to everyone in the car.

Through the window of the minibus, Amanda and the others could vaguely see vendors gathered on both sides of the road, selling various local snacks or some vegetables and fruits.Local Haitians in twos and threes are picking the products.

Occasionally, familiar English logos can be seen on some packaging. Port-au-Prince, as a local craft center in Haiti, has industries such as sugar, rice milling, cement, pharmaceuticals, shoemaking, and clothing. However, due to capital invasion, these Industry is almost dominated by foreign capital, mainly in the United States.

"Wait a minute, I will take you to the place of accommodation. After arriving there, guests can rest or go out to play according to their own wishes. There are many local vendors in Haiti near the accommodation, and guests can buy things at will, but , These hawkers have the habit of cheating tourists, under normal circumstances, the price of ordinary snacks or commodities will not exceed [-] gourdes..."

(End of this chapter)