Wati’s Garden

This is Wati, one of my favorite Menyans–certainly my favorite seven-fingered Menyan. I’ve been meeting with him twice a week to learn language. He’s patient and he doesn’t call me stupid. He satisfies all my language-tutor-criteria. Last week we walked about half an hour to one of his gardens where he’s been staying with his family…

Sorcery and Death

Today as Wes and I walked back from the market we passed this group of ladies sitting outside some houses. They called out to us–really to Wes because they know him much better–and explained that the child of the lady in orange had died last night. The body was inside one of the houses. While…

A Challenge

As I walked down a path today, I stopped when a couple of ladies asked me a question. I sat down to see what language nuggets I could pick up from them. The lady pictured above talked to me as if I was fluent in Menyan. She did so–before smoking–with a mouth full of spit…

Mount W

This is Mount W from our porch: This is our porch from the W: Today I hiked the mountain with Wes and his boys along with Reuben, our guide. The peak is about 3000 feet above us which isn’t so bad. The slope is so bad. At times it was more like crawling up a ladder…

Cairns Zoo

Today we went to the Cairns Zoo. Like Sydney and unlike America, they have more of an open-cage policy allowing visitors to walk amongst the animals. In the aviary, the kids got to pet the kookaburras. The cassowaries are dangerous enough to necessitate a barrier.       The kangaroo pen is wide open. A…