![]() ![]() "Within 10 minutes we were communicating with the man," said Apostolos Dedas, the team leader. The team jumped into a borrowed car and raced downtown. They alerted a passing Greek TV crew whose local fixer posted the news on Twitter while the journalists phoned the Hellenic Rescue Service, a volunteer team which, much delayed and supposedly too late, had arrived in Port-au-Prince just the night before. International rescue teams started flying home.īy Saturday scavengers were picking over the wrecked hotel when they heard a faint tapping sound, barely audible, but insistent. The chance of finding more survivors was negligible. The cashier dreamed, among other things, that he was in the middle of the ocean and riding a horse.īy Friday, after Exantus had spent 10 days in his dark tomb, the government declared the end of search and rescue operations. "By the end he had drunk a whole bottle of White Label," said Enso. When he wanted to sleep, he took a deep draught of whisky. ![]() With his other hand he groped around for supplies that had been scattered around the ruined shop: crisps, sweets, soft drinks and beer. He held his mobile phone throughout, but it was not charged, a torment which can only be imagined. "He didn't know if it was night or day," said his brother, Enso. Wedged into a tiny black cavity, Exantus knew nothing of what was happening outside. As he lay in the wreckage of the hotel, a drama unfolded of chaos, screaming and, eventually, helicopters and help. ![]()
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