I am home and back in the swing of everyday life.
The trip cruising up the eastern coast of Papua New Guinea was both relaxing and full of daily excursions ashore.
Everywhere we were greeted with song and dance from one of the 800 different groups of people who make up PNG. No age restrictions on dancing.
The first village stop. We were greeted by the school principal and the students who had been studying under the trees assembled for the official part of the afternoon.
Someone had brought Frisbees and Wayne spent the afternoon teaching them how to throw the things while I played catch with a group of munchkins and big sisters.
The days passed with welcomes from villages along the coast throughout the trip. Almost always in their tradition dress. The ship is small only the size of " half a gridiron field and the end zone " according to DH. The smaller size enables it to go places a larger ship could not access. Most of the villages we stoped we were the only group that does so and it has been over 2 years since that has occurred.
More variation in headdresses but the dancing was always accompanied by the drummers and a elder called the moves, similar to a Caller in Square Dancing.
Other activities included several excursions out to the coral reefs in the glass bottom boat,
snorkelling and a couple dives for those who wished.
Like I said life is returning to the activities of everyday. BUT the Place Time Forgot still has a post or two to go yet.
Enjoy the week what ever it brings.