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Welcome to Goroka, Papua New Guinea, the site of our 2nd stage of the adventure. This is the Eastern Highlands Province, best known for its sweet potatoes and world renowned coffee production, also hosts an annual cultural show named the Goroka Show.
Though it's a country rich with natural resources gold, copper, natural gas , that could easily make it the Saudia Arabian type of wealth, it's also filled with government corruption and false promises to the people. The locals are all over the crowded Goroka market, streets, and the many villages, either farming their vegetables for consumption and trade, or watching the day pass while chewing betel nut for the perpetual high all day.
The betel nut is chewed, like a chewing tobacco, with lyme to break it down into a beautiful red paste that thoroughly coats the mouth and teeth. Or perhaps, if you're conversing with the local, you might catch a couple drops or particles of the "beetlejuice" spit out onto you unintentionally of course! It stains and decays the teeth to oblivion, making a recipe for a dentist's nightmare, a smile only a mother could love -- oh, that's right, the women chew the betel nut too, so Mom has the same smile.
Papua New Guinea is not a destination for the faint at heart, or one expecting fine dining, luxury, and the finest of service. But ironically, it also provides some of the most rewarding moments, as I'll share further into this story. So the daily strategy has been to lower the standard, understanding it's just the way it is here. At the same time, we acquire a level of gratefulness, realizing how much worse it could've gone considering where we are and what we're doing!
Going back to the previous Highway to Hell blog story of our drive from Pagwi to Wewak, our Aussie friend Aaron told us an interesting fact yesterday. Kind of helps to put things in perspective, doesn't it? Two takeaways here:. On our first day in Goroka, we took a stroll through the outdoor Goroka Market, filled with thousands of locals peddling their home grown vegetables, clothing, cooked meats, etc. No tables, structures, organization or anything - just masses of people on the dirt, sheer craziness - and this is the regular daily market.