For a week we lived in a remote village in the highlands of Papua New Guinea. Sangapi can only be accessed on foot – in a three-day hike. Or by MAF-plane in 30 minutes. I guess it's pretty obvious how we travelled.
The goal of this week was trifold: To practice PNG's trade language (Tok Pisin), to learn about PNG culture, and to see how daily life looks out here. And, of course, to to experience the impact MAF makes in the life of these people.
Below are a few pictures from our time in Sangapi. A more detailed report will follow shortly:
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| Arrival with the MAF Airvan. As soon as it's gone we only have to walk three days to civilisation. |
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| Our home for one week (only 1/3 of the house). 1 bedroom, cold water, gas stove, no electricity. Who needs anything more. |
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| Niklas and the sons of our landlord. Actually, these aren't his sons, but his brother's. Though, nobody really cares in PNG. |
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| Medical Evacuation. The woman had an open fracture on her leg and lost a lot of blood. She was carried for several hours from the bush to the health clinic in Sangapi. Due to bad weather, however, the MAF-plane was only able to come the following day. Unfortunately, the clinic had also run out of morphine. |
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| Gian was the big attraction. To hold him is the most exciting thing for a PNGian, and we could have made a lot of money. However, nobody has money here. |
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| Joelle with the neighbour's son. |
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| Traditional housing. Mind you, this is no historical village. Most of the people in PNG still live like that. |
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| The week's main activity was strolling around. We always found someone willing to chat and in no time there was a bunch of people gathered. |
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| And home we flew. |
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