Lori and I arrived in Papua New Guinea
safely and without incident. I posted on Facebook the other day that we were
feeling good but now we are in jet-lag hell. I’m experiencing what Lori went
through when she was here in May. We left Paris on Friday night around 11:30pm
and flew to Hong Kong overnight. It was a 12-hour flight plus a 6-hour time
difference and that flight was great.
We left late at night so we were sleepy and
we had fully reclining seats, so we both slept for about 7 hours. It felt like
morning to us when we landed, but it was actually early evening. That’s no
problem, we are used to that. We went to the lounge to wait for our next flight
and I had a bowl of Hong Kong style fish ball soup and it was fantastic. I don’t
know what they put in it but I felt like a million bucks after.
What did us in was the next overnight
flight. We left Hong Kong around 8:00pm for a 6-hour flight to PNG with a
2-hour time difference. After the meal service everyone else went to sleep but
to us it felt like 5:00pm. We tried to sleep as best we could, but we didn’t
feel sleepy until we landed. We stuck to the basic rules to avoid jet-lag: no
naps, get plenty of sunshine, go to bed at regular times, but here it is 3:00am
and we’re wide awake.
Anyway, we will eventually get ourselves
sorted out. In the meantime, I thought I would share some of my initial
thoughts on our new home. First of all, the island is beautiful. It’s a lush
volcanic island in the south pacific, so what’s not to love. The people are
very friendly, who smile with ease, but they are very soft-spoken. Sometimes
it’s hard to hear what they are saying. Raised voices mean there is trouble.
The weather is quite pleasant. It is warm
and humid but there is a wonderful sea breeze all the time. Our last week in
Paris was actually more uncomfortable than our time here. Everything at the
grocery store is familiar and different at the same time. It was the same when
we moved to France. You can find the things you’re looking for but they have
different brand names and packaging. Even the things you know from your
childhood are a little different.
One pleasant surprise was to discover how
much Asian food is available. The shelves were stocked with spices and sauces
from India, China and Indonesia. I’m so excited to have foods with lots of
flavour and spice again. French food is good, but it can be a little boring
after awhile.
Anyway, we are in our apartment and once
all of our stuff has arrived I will be exploring all of those wonderful spices
and new products. Once we get settled, I’ll show you some pictures of the
apartment.
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