Before my journey in Papua New Guinea has
even begun, I had already looked its geographical location up on a globe as part of self-mind conditioning approach to leaving home for
another country. It is located in an area just below the equator at around half
the longitudinal line.
Google says its exact coordinates are
6.1360° S, 143.9555° E.
If you take a ruler and measure out the
distance between Port Moresby and the Equator, and use the same measurement to
outline the space between the Equator and the Philippines, you will end up in
areas around the Northern Mindanao. As a child, I have lived a couple of years
in Cagayan De Oro. At around May to July, that place will receive a lot of rain
throughout those times.
Not
quite so in Port Moresby.
In Papua New Guinea, rain comes around to
wash the place from December to January. Sometimes it extends its showers up to March.
But unlike the Philippines, our friendly rain here doesn’t come too often. But when
it does come, I would usually expect a heavy downpour.
Apparently, our friend Zay Moe in the photo wasn’t expecting it.
When it rains here, it doesn’t usually last
long. But it’s enough for our local friend Graham, to bath the truck that he
used to drive around.
And himself too.
I’m
not much of a cook, but if there’s one thing that I’d like to eat while it was
raining, it should be Lucky Me Pancit Canton. Yes, they do have it here so you
can relax now.
If you’re somewhat wondering how I was able
to take photos in the rain, my left hand was actually carrying an open umbrella
while I did the shooting with my right hand. I must admit it has taken some time to get used to but I'm now getting the hang of it.
When it rains, we hang our clothes close to
our rooms. It is easy for us to gather them afterwards and it avoids getting
mixed up with someone else’s clothes. We have not thought of coming up with a
more modern way to dry our clothes but I guess such modernization is going to
upset our electricity bill.
Including our financial manager.
This is Yoki. He would usually sit under
this makeshift hut after the rain. If you’re wondering what he's doing, he
was actually slicing off the husk from a young coconut. Although I knew the answer beforehand, I still
asked him, “What’s that, Yoki?”
It’s all part of breaking the ice and
striking up a conversation.
If there’s one thing I’d like to do when it
was raining, it would be reading a novel until I fell asleep. I’ve had these few Michael Chricton
collection which includes the Jurassic Park novel. Now, I’m not sure where
these have all gone to.
Soon enough after a heavy downpour, our sun, which prefers not to get its feet wet comes out of hiding to play. I guess Papua New Guinea is where it
likes to shine and stay when someplace else is cold and rainy.
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