In mid-summer 1979 we sweltered while we traveled in Haiti one afternoon. Some vehicles had air conditioning. We weren't that fortunate. As we drove our 4x4 truck along the beautiful Caribbean, we came upon a man holding the biggest red snapper fish we had ever seen in Haiti. I slammed on the brakes. The man came running to the truck ready to make a sale. As we bartered back and forth we finally agreed on $7 for the fish. Most Haitians would work a week for that much money. The high price was worth it, however, for this fresh, fat fish!