"they have started eating people again"
Trip Start
May 18, 2008
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Trip End
Jun 16, 2008
Land in Port Moresby, it takes a whopping 2 hours to get through customs, immigration and ck in for my domestic flight to Mt. Hagen, in the highlands. Flight delayed, as per the usual here. I'm told I'll be lucky if it actually takes off. My flight, fairly uneventful except for the mother wiping down her daughter's creepy head scar, drunk man in the exit row behind me who had to be forcibly moved (not before peeing on the seat), and the man that tried to get up as we were landing.
At Mt Hagen forklifts dumped luggage in front of you in lieu of baggage claim. Outside, I can't find Tim. I approach some backpackers on my flight. They tell me to hop into their truck - and split second judgment tells me being in their truck is far safer than mingling with all the locals loitering in the airport gesturing at me. We go to nearby café where this girl tells me she is happy to be back in civilization after being "in the bush." I look around, this is NOT civilization. Tim finds his way to me with a security officer and some VSO volunteers. We tour Mt Hagen. The hospital was quite unsanitary, a lot of loiterers.
Tim's Commentary:
- This town this is the final frontier, beyond which is sheer chaos
- By the way, they've started to eat people again here
- Unwrapped meat just piled in freezer bins: this is grade crap meat imported from New Zealand, and it's either to the dogs or PNG
Market is big w/ lots of fresh vegetables and weird mu-mu like dresses. We hop onto ambulance to get to Kundiawa with our groceries, much better than taking public transport. Bumpy unpaved road, but of course I fall asleep.
At Mt Hagen forklifts dumped luggage in front of you in lieu of baggage claim. Outside, I can't find Tim. I approach some backpackers on my flight. They tell me to hop into their truck - and split second judgment tells me being in their truck is far safer than mingling with all the locals loitering in the airport gesturing at me. We go to nearby café where this girl tells me she is happy to be back in civilization after being "in the bush." I look around, this is NOT civilization. Tim finds his way to me with a security officer and some VSO volunteers. We tour Mt Hagen. The hospital was quite unsanitary, a lot of loiterers.
Tim's Commentary:
- This town this is the final frontier, beyond which is sheer chaos
- By the way, they've started to eat people again here
- Unwrapped meat just piled in freezer bins: this is grade crap meat imported from New Zealand, and it's either to the dogs or PNG
Market is big w/ lots of fresh vegetables and weird mu-mu like dresses. We hop onto ambulance to get to Kundiawa with our groceries, much better than taking public transport. Bumpy unpaved road, but of course I fall asleep.
