Going to PNG
If you decide to go to PNG out into the bush, get ready. There’s no hotels or any of the common “tourist” services. You’ll have to go through a service. For example, we somehow stayed inside a private military compound that was owned by a diamond miner. We met him one night at the bar, and he told us how much the locals loved him because he built a lot of roads. And then, he said, if the locals don’t love him, he hits them in the chest with a 12-inch bronze pipe.
Daily Photo – Rene is the one in the top left
Here’s my amazing friend Rene Smith, who never fails to make me laugh. We were in Papua New Guinea together, completely out of our element. We’re actually ALWAYS out of our element, but especially here. I think the thing is that Rene and I are always laughing and have open hearts, so we never really run into any trouble. I think the idea that we were not head-hunted in Papua New Guinea is a pretty good indication of that. All it has done is made us more bold in our travel adventures. If we can survive here, then we can survive almost anywhere else, I think. Where’s next Rene? Let’s hit Iraq and Syria to spice things up! 🙂