Epomek

Since Scott does not blog, or even email I will try to tell you about his adventure interior. He flew out Monday morning about 6AM and about an hour later landed on this little airstrip in this little valley. Size being relative here, but you are in the middle of HUGE jungle way out there. The Missionary (Phil) he was accompanying wanted to do some repair work on his house to prepare for his family who wanted to spend Christmas there. They are moving back to the US at the end of the this year, so having been in this community for the last 10 years or so, it is a time of farewell. There is so much baggage with that feeling..it marks so much of who we are. How and when and where do you really say goodbye...or the easiest is just to leave without the painful event.
Needless to say, Scott spent a lot of his 3 days, repairing water lines, hydro lines and visiting with the locals who seem to not have any sense of personal space. He was telling me that they touch you, watch you, follow you, hold your hand, stand real close and well...just stare and giggle. I don't think Scott has had so much attention..ever! He thought it was fun to sneak up on the girls who were amazingly shy and see if he could scatter them in fits of giggles. It seems that a little bit of any attention is good enough.
He had a great time and from Phil's point of view, his help was invaluable.
He came back with some treasures. If we wanted to make large holes in our ears, we have some ear hole stretchers, pig tusks, net bags, fossils and round stones from the bottom of the river bed. Cool stuff I think, especially the net bags that not only carry an amazing amount of stuff but have a distinct smell. That smell carries so much memories, it is like a window into my youth. Great Stuff !!!