I spliced fibre at 9:30am, finished by lunch, then headed to a friend's rugby game. There was a moment when I was standing in pouring down rain, crowded shoulder to shoulder by hundreds of papua new guineans, trying to get protection under the brim of my hat... watching a rugby game in the mud and the rain... under the rim of a hut.. (haus win)... and I was sitting next to my son.
And I was thinking... 'this is like taking your son to a ball game, but it's so much different'.
In the distance lightning was striking the hill tops, and thunder was ominous... and it was such an amazing surreal moment.
I'm doing this. With my son. We've come this way, through the mud, got lost a bit on the way, were treated like visiting royalty, escorted to a nice chair, watched 2 rugby games and a women's soccer game.
Got treated to PNG's version of clowns. (I can't post the pics as the men wore nearly nothing).
And saw a friend win the game.
It was truly an odd, not-quite-like our home country sporting event, but totally awesome.
