John was up and gone well by the time I finally woke.  Looking around the room, I was amazed at how few things John possessed.  Traveling on a bike, I was carrying more than he owned.  It must be wonderful to be so happy and own so little.

Going out to investigate I left my bike behind to draw less attention. Being the star wherever I went, did have some disadvantages.  There wasn't much to Tari, but I did mange to buy a small bottle of alcohol and some band aids to address the beginning infections on my hands in 4 or 5 spots that were beginning to show signs of potential problems.  I really wanted to locate some antibiotics, but to no avail. Washing up in streams every day was not the issue, but lack of nutrition and the extreme daily consumption of energy was taking its toll.  The present situation here in PNG was humbling, teaching me, no, I was not superman.