Sorry for not adding part two to Chris’ little escapade over the weekend. This is a prime example of what’s normal for us. We just talked about it a lot, got annoyed, and tried to think about other things. Then we started getting emails from family and even phone calls from worried parents. Monday evening and yesterday brought more calls from missionary friends here that had either been at our house for the missionary meeting on Sunday, or had read the blog. Thanks for all the love people!
Okay, I’ll try to give a nutshell run down as best as I understand it.
Chris went to court on Monday morning. I guess things were slow in getting started so while he sat there the other guy, surrounded by friends and family, took every opportunity to tell passersby that the white man had hit him and yada, yada, yada. Chris said he just sat there listening and not responding.
When they were finally able to go in front of the judge they each had their turn to speak. Chris felt pretty good about what he said and the entire court room was quiet while he spoke. When that was done the judge decided to defer the case because he didn’t feel he could make a good judgment based on what was presented. That’s a good thing by the way. From there the other guy could choose to send a paper to summon Chris to court again to try and make him pay for the bike and medical bills. When Chris heard that he asked the judge if he was able to summon the guy for threatening him with a rock and the judge said yes, he could. Chris told the other guy to think hard before he did anything because if Chris was served with papers the other guy would be too. At this point we’ve received nothing. We’re wondering if after hearing Chris’ side of things in court the other guy’s friends and family, mainly his mother, were able to talk some sense into him.
From the outside these things don’t make much sense. Heck, from the inside they don’t either! What we do know after living here is that all the trash talking and lying is a normal way of trying to save face in front of people. Not only did the other guy know that he was at fault, he had his pride wounded with getting into such a crummy accident. Everything he’s said to others is an attempt to not look bad. We get that. It just sucks. Hopefully he’ll just walk away and leave it be.
As for the license? Good news. Apparently when a license is taken here it first goes to St. Marc, then gets sent to Port au Prince. Jean, our main guy at the mission, had to go to St. Marc for some other things yesterday so Chris asked if he could stop by the St. Marc police and see if he could pay the fine and get Chris’ license back. Jean called a while later and said he had been successful on both counts. So, fine paid, license back and no traffic school in Port for Chris. It’s all good.
When Jean got back he told us that a friend of his had called and asked if Chris had been in an accident. When Jean asked why his friend said he had been riding a tap tap and there was this guy on it that was trash talking a white man that had hit him and the judge that hadn’t ruled in his favor the day before :)
If you want another side of the story and some pictures visit Dan and Sheila’s blog.