The best view of Do Kay is from atop one of the peculiarly steep and conical hills that nearly encircle the village. Two deep valleys lie between this perch and the road that cuts through the ...village. To the left is the Peligre Reservoir, or at least that part of it not obscured by other hills. Ba Kay, several hundred feet below, is invisible from this hilltop. Viewed from the sharp outcroppings of rock protruding from the grassy crest, Do Kay looks less like a "line town" stretching along the road than a collection of tiny tin-covered huts randomly scattered on the flanks of a single, large mountainside. Scanning from the left, one first notes a cluster of houses and trees. The trees have survived because they were planted near the second of four public fountains, the first of which is hidden behind one of the hills. Looking slightly more to the right, one can make out the road, and climbing the hill to meet it, the path leading to Vieux Fonds, the very path you have taken to reach this hilltop. High above the road, atop the almost treeless mountain, sits the house of Boss Yonèl. Next door is the empty house of his oldest son, Dieudonné, dead of AIDS in October 1988. Looking lower down and further to the right, the road disappears behind a small ridge, only to reappear near the third fountain, which again is surrounded by more than its share of trees. Now the road has curved into the line of vision; on the left is the home of Marie and Pierre. Also on the left side of the road is a corner of the rusty red roof under which Anita Joseph slowly died of AIDS. On the right, the top of the bakery is visible, as is the brand new house of Pierre's parents, M. and Mme. Sonson. The large, two-story school is almost completely hidden behind a stand of trees planted in the summer of 1983. There the road is also concealed by trees and by the hill upon which the school sits, but it soon swerves, cutting once again into the field of vision.
