Thursday, 9 May 2013

You can't make this shit up (Part Deux)

Part One here.

Once again I tell you that Lae isn't for the faint-hearted. For those of you that get my weekly email, and roll your eyes wondering if I exaggerate (yes, prostitutes do ply their trade in my driveway some nights), here's more photographic evidence that you can't make up.

On today's drive to work I saw this:

Oddest day ever.

I taught my first class in Tok today.

It was about table manners and eating correctly.

It went something like this:

"Wen Aunties kissim yu lo kai, yu mas no be humbug. Yu mas kai kai isi isi. You mas passim mous. Yu noken putim ol sandwich lo maus bilong yu, yu mas takim liklik tasol. Kai, em plenty gat lo us olgeta. Yu mas no kaikai laik em pik!"

My life is getting stranger by the minute.