While walking on the path above today (all by my lonesome) I suddenly saw a family of pigs about ten yards away coming toward me. There were two adults, but I couldn’t tell how many piglets because they were all lined up due to the narrowness of the path. They stopped at the same time I did (at least the lead pig did) and stared back at me. My first thought was where to dive if they charged at me (I’ve heard enough* stories about wild pigs goring people already.) The grass is really thick and about knee high, so I didn’t know what I would be diving into. However, after a good thirty seconds into the staring contest, I decided they probably weren’t coming for me. So I did what anyone would do and said “I’m new here. I don’t know which of us has the right-of-way.” At this, the pigs turned and ran–so I guess I had the right-of-way.
Later on I was talking to a couple of boys trying to learn some Pidgin (PNG’s trade language) and they showed me the spider below and explained that they planned to cook and eat it. I preempted any offer to share by quickly explaining that I am afraid of spiders–this is at least partially true because I am afraid of that spider and I am afraid of eating any spider.
Later this afternoon while I was sitting on our porch studying, our neighbor, Josh, uncovered a rat which scampered my way. After a ten minute chase, the rat met it’s end.
As promised, here are a couple more pictures of gates:
*Let’s be honest, one such story is enough and I’ve heard more than one.