There is an odd sense of calm around town, as people are feeling a little less terrified. Those who are lucky enough to have a place off the streets are choosing to sleep inside. "Bon dye pap kite kay tombe sou tet nou enko," (God will not let houses fall on our heads again), says Lizanne (whose house was destroyed but is now living with someone else).
But with this sense of calm comes a sense of desperation, as people are still homeless and without food and water. They are leaving for the provinces: some have family there and some are just hoping to find a place to stay once they get there. Port-au-Prince has failed them.
Some pictures from today: (I apologize for the poor quality)
Buses taking people to provinces
New homes in front of old homes
Saving what you can