Everett getting a new passport.
Back in Menya folks have limited wardrobes–most men wear the same shirt every day. I’ve not yet been able to blend in and I think it might be the variety in my attire that makes me so easy to identify as an outsider.
Everett sugested we fly from Orlando to Greenville and when we need our car, Mike (our NTM PNG chopper pilot) can lift it to us.
We’ve gotten to spend the last two days with our good friends, the Butlers–fellow PNG missionaries. It’s the first time we’ve seen them in almost three years after practically living together for a whole year in Goroka. Today we “did Seattle.” It was such a fun time to reconnect.