This morning was an earlyish start to go to Semengogh. As I have been before me and Kristi dropped them off then headed to the embassy, correctly clothed this time. It was heaving, I thought we would never get seen. But being 'Beulah' or westerner, we got shoved to the front and were seen within minutes. The big boss came out to great us we felt like royalty.
We left them with our passports and forms and went to retrieve the others. They all had a great time seeing the Orangs. We drove to the first supermarket we went to to when I came here and the look of horror and fascination on their faces mirrored mine when I first saw all the stores. After a short wander we headed to the roti shop. I think this will be something I miss upon my return.
After a short drive we ended up back at Matang. We would be staying in the longhouse I stayed in when I came last year, but our rooms were not ready so we headed to Tasha and Leos and he took us on the tour of the centre. Although I had done this twice before I wanted to we Leo's take on it. Two and a half hours later we finished and I learnt so much. His knowledge and enthusiastic story telling voice is memorising.
On ewe settled into our rooms and Kristie left to go back to the facilitators house I rallied the troops and took them to the shop to buy water. We came back to a beautiful dinner cooked by Morren (the lady who lived opposite us down the street). Kristie returned and proceeded to play bug tennis with her TJF (thing, jangle, flip flop) it was hilarious. Shortly after Leo came back to see how we all were. We spent the next few hours talking and again all sat there listening to him speak.
By about 9, my brain was verso added with new information so I retired to bed, unfortunately for some reason I couldn't sleep and the last time I looked at the clock it was 1am :(
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