Almost There

We are now just two flights away from our final destination. The clock here says 7:15 am but my body says its 4:15 pm the day before. It was no small miracle that all of our 33 checked bags made it and all intact. The only casualty was my small personal fan which can hopefully be fixed with a little super glue.

Port Moresby is an interesting place. It has been pegged as one of the most dangerous cities in the world. I think it is in close running with Kinshasa, DRC. As we exit the airport doors the heat along with the unasked help with our bags  hits us full force.  The one thing that I always notice is how different it smells here. The mixture of burning fires, diesel fuel and different foods makes for an rather pungent odor. Dinner last night was at a Chinese restaurant not far from this guest house. American pop music including Lady Gaga played in the background.  

We leave today for Wewak and one more overnight then onto Hauna – we are almost there.