Alotau International Hotel
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... He picked-up two wooden rings with
mother of pearl inlay. Without a word, he raised his hands and
offered the rings to me. The pressure to buy the rings, was
intense. There was something about those dark wrinkled hands and
somber eyes that were compelling!
I asked how much they were, paid him
and walked away. In passing between the various items for sale, I
took some photographs of the kids, men and women. People smiled
DAY 45 ….. February 18th ….. At Sea
DAY 46 ….. February 19th ….. Alotau, Milne Bay, Papua New Guinea
This is Papua New Guinea (PNG), a very ‘ancient’ country that is still struggling with being independent and the vast differences in the priorities of its ...
... commemorated the defeat of the Japanese here in 1942. We were treated to native singing and dancing and a visit to a village and then a market The people were very friendly. We finished the day with a special Valentine's day dinner inn the main restaurant. Tomorrow we are at sea en route to our next stop in Papua, New Guinea, which shares this big island with Indonesia's Iryan Jaya which has the west half of the island. If it continues this hot we will be in the pool!
... Milne Bay Alotau is surrounded by islands and lagoons. Banana boats are used extensively for transportation, with no one in any apparent rush to get anywhere.
We will be spending the next 3 nights at Driftwood. A short walk outside of town the hotel is a white picket fence homage to yachts and sailing. With terrific views over the lagoon it is the perfect place for a ...
... take long for word to spread through the village that a "dimdim" (white person) was in town and they all knew where I was staying. After I got back from the island I went for a stroll through the village. As I walked down the street people were stopping me and introducing themselves to me, telling me how they knew the owner of the guesthouse-he's my cousin, my uncle, my sister is married to his brother, etc. I didn't expect any food to ...