I dig the shots in the park across from the Masonic temple. When I was a kid, I used to work part-time for my dad and we were frequently in the small marina that used to be where the park now stands.

In that marina and others, there were always scores of creaking wooden freighters bound for Haiti with loads of bikes piled on top (along with loads of mattresses, barrels, etc...) The going rate was somewhere around $5 a bike for the crackheads selling them. My dad bought a few back from the exporters when he saw something that caught his eye.

I wonder how many nice bikes are now hauling cargo in Gonaives and Cap-Haitien...