I tried to arrange a ride to Port au Prince Fellowship church with John who I knew from Walls guesthouse. His car broke down so he was unable to take my Dad and me to church. I spent most of the day at the guesthouse on the rooftop in the sun trying to arrange transportation as I really wanted to take my Dad to the mountainside to see a nice part of Haiti. My friend Claudel came and met me, we caught a motorcycle to the hospital. Jones came with his friend and picked up my Dad and I. We went to Hotel Montana, a beautiful venue perched up top of a hill overlooking the city with a great view. I, the driver and Jones ate from the buffet where they had an array of tasty Haitian food with salad and desserts. We headed back to the guesthouse after an interesting ride through town filled with the sights and sounds of the city at night. My Dad really liked the guesthouse. They had dinner for us waiting; he had a plate of chicken and rice with black bean sauce. The Haitian ladies make sure the food here is delicious! We talked on the roof and then headed to bed. We both had our own rooms due to low volume at the time which was real nice.