This trip back has been a gas. The islands bamboozle and delude. It has been ages. And it has been a phlash. This trip, home, to Solomon Islands.
There is so much to take in and attend to: The friends and family in Honiara who make it all so fun… The old, faithful retainers who always have something important to say. The dogs who are always so happy to see you and play and prance and nip and scratch. What joy!
Of course Gizo is simply a gud place to BE. It’s good for mind, body and soul.
The LDC nature is one of incompleteness and inefficiencies. The phones and associated services are almost OK, about 70% of the time, noting the Gizo house was offline most last week. The rains of recent weeks have destroyed what roads there are, and Honiara is a nightmare of stagnant traffic. More so than usual! The airline did fly one time, this time. Spares for anything are hard to get and once got will probably be wrong. We’ve just been through the easter weekend and, today being Wednesday, I find some staff have yet to return to work.
And I’ll miss it all.
Back to planet Suburbia, tomorrow, for this LDC junkie.