Today’s trip to Manus was delayed by 2 hours at Port Moresby Domestic Airport. But the excitement was mounted as I counted the minutes to take-off. I decided to take photos of these lovely wall paintings and wander around to kill time.
In a short bout of impatience, I approached the guys at the departure gates about 10am or thereabouts to ask about a new flight time as our flight PX220 was supposed to have departed for Manus at 9.05am. The fellow assured me that flight would leave about 11.00am-ish. That was good enough for me.
After what seemed like ages our flight was announced and we filed out towards the tarmac…and Manus.
This is my first time to Manus. I have so many friends from Manus and some members of my extended family are from Manus or at least one parent was from Manus.
Approaching Manus, I took some photos as we approached one of the most beautiful string of islands I’ve ever had the privilege to behold.
So we arrived in Manus on a hot, sunny day. I was so happy as I contemplated what was in our programme for the day. In the exhilaration that I felt for a new province to add to my list of PNG provinces visited so far, the 2-hour delay in Port Moresby was a distant memory.