It’s the time of the year, Christmas Travels has arrived.
Hagen bus from Ialibu-Pangia and Mendi, has the so called K5 boss crews running around looking for an extra buck.
One of the K5 tycoons ends up pulling my cooking oil, bought to keep my food tasting just right in the village, I scold at him and he leaves my bag alone.
Me silently wishing the bus fills up and we can hit the road.
I wished too early.
Betelnut bags, rainbow bags, crying babies and mothers enter. A bucket, peanut and Kaukau bags fill the bus.
Meanwhile a K5 boss crew insists I buy him a smoke cause we are “squads”
After the actual boss crew fixes up the cargo on the bus, bus fare collected and the bus fueled up, we are off.
Or so I thought…
“Driver one-stop lo kaiwai”
More buai bags come on. Me questioning if we should just come up with a hybrid Betelnut tree to grow in the freezing cold weather of Southern highlands.
Ok that’s done! Yaye were off… but no.
Those accustomed with traveling on a PMV in the Hagen onwards would know what’s coming next.
“Chips cola stop”
I really want to Just get to Ialibu and the stops have made me dislike the smell of oil soaking chips and chicken. It reminds me my cooking oil. It’s safe tucked under the seat.
But my body does give in to a betelnut brake. My excuse is that I’m from the city where the green gold is an illicit drug and you can’t consume it in public.
Once the driver and boss crews bellies are full… (I silently watch in disgust, ’cause I’m on a bus with crying babies and deaf mothers waiting for them to get to it asap)..we are, finally, off to sweet ice cold Ialibu.
Unfortunately, sweet ice cold Ialibu doesn’t have one thing: The other green gold “SP Bottle” as eager passengers get a 6-pack for the road.
Aaaahhhh Christmas Travels.