Plane Day

We went to the airport.
We came back from the airport.
We waited for an hour.
We waited for another hour.
We where told when our plane would leave.
We went to the airport.
We waited another hour.
We finally got on the plane.
Upon our arrival, a singsing was preformed to amamas us (show us their joy at our arrival).
It was a long mile to the house of the missionaries as we walked between two walls of scantily clad, chanting and dancing men and children. When we got to the house we were given a kulow, a wet coconut unlike the dry coconuts we buy at the store. The wet coconuts have more milk and less meat. Kulow was never so good as on that day!
We then walked another mile to the house where we would stay. There I found a ginormous spider. The size of my hand. The house was covered in spider webs. Bugs everywhere. Clutter too. In a very little house. It took a moment or two to adjust to it and then I was fine. The some of the other team members didn't adjust so well.
But such is life in the bush. And life in the bush is whatever you make it to be. The missionary there didn't have arachnophobia and appreciated the spiders consumption of mosquitoes and their webs ability to catch them. So she let them linger in order to spare her the mosquitoes unorthodox weight loss program.