To say central Port-au-Prince is a no-go zone is poppycock. It would be ill-advised to stumble around drunk at midnight, but a brilliant Sunday morning beckoned for a walk. My planned route kept expanding as each street revealed markets atop rubble, cracked ‘gingerbread’ houses, modernist architecture, and smiling faces toting Bibles in their Sunday best.
A particular delight is the central market, Marché de Fer, a minaret-ed building originally constructed to be the main train station of Cairo.
The city center requires no planning, just explore.
And Point, Miles and Martinis shares the news that Delta flight frequency is increasing, in addition to the New York JFK flights.