It’s like the Sepik all over again

by Alex

It’s going to be in the high 80s all week here in Honolulu, and my refrigerator is busted. They repair people came by but it is still broken. All of my food is rotting — the insulation in the refrigerator is now making it _warmer_ than room temperature. At least when I was visiting friends in the Sepik everyone was set up to live lives without refrigeration because they never had any in the first place. At the moment I am full of self-pity and feel like I should just get a huge plastic bucket full of sago and eat off of that for the next week or so. Oh well. One nice thing about living in Honolulu is that if I want to complete my Sepik experience I can always run down to the corner store and get some betelnut.

It could be worse. I could go back to eating kaukau straight out the ashes. Or lambflaps. [shudders]