A few images from around Port Moresby. Ela Beach, a nice stretch of white sand with groups of local kids swimming. I was told don’t visit after dusk. Just east of Ela Beach is Koki village where the houses are built on stilts over the ocean. This is one of the poorest neighborhoods in the city. All waste drops straight down into the ocean, and the lighter plastic detritus forms a layer on the surface that washes up on the shore. The National Museum, a good introduction to the various tribes which gave me some background information before heading to Goroka. The Bomana War Cememetry where around 4000 PNG and Australian soldiers who died during WWII were buried. In some ways PNG bears similarities to Okinawa with many local civilians killed as a war between foreign powers raged on their land. Parliament Haus is built in the shape of a traditional haus tambaran. The front facade has a large mural, while the handles to the main doors are shaped like traditional kundu drums.
From Cairns I flew to Port Moresby the capital of Papua New Guinea. Port Moresby has the dubious honor of often ranking as one of the most dangerous cities in the world and surprisingly one of the most expensive expensive cities in the world. I spent a couple of days taking photographs of very friendly people. They locals did however warn me to be wary of every other man, woman or child. Most buildings were behind walls topped with razor wire, and my “budget” family hotel the Ponderosa sent a security guard around with me when I hired a taxi driver for the day. I guess you should always be prepared, but like I said I was pretty much always met with smiles.