We are flying Qantas to Port Moresby today. As we are trying to put our bags through the electronic bag drop, the system goes down and the conveyor belts and computers grind to a halt. The line behind us builds. It is twenty deep at 8 bag drop locations. After about 15 minutes with several Qantas staff running around, the belts start moving again and the staff reboot the computers. Since we were in mid transaction we have to wait until one of the fellows cancels our transaction before we re do it. Works really well once it gets going! We are glad we were in the front of that mess.
The flight to Port Moresby is filled with mostly men, travelling alone. Business folk, engineers, consultants, maybe trades folk, mostly Australians. This is a working person’s flight. We may be the only tourists on board, plus a few Papua New Guineans.
We deplane and start chatting with a couple of folks in the line at immigration. We learn quite a few important things about PNG. When Murray asked one of the fellows in line if Port Moresby was safe his answer was, “It’s fine, just stay in your own lane.” Mur thought that was odd so he questioned further, the answer “You do not walk around Port Moresby.” If you want to go somewhere, hire a driver to take you there. A woman that travels to PNG as a consultant works 2 weeks in, 2 weeks out, rents a one bedroom unit within a hotel complex. It is not safe to be alone in a usual apartment building, so she stays within a hotel complex where it is more secure. The hotel we are staying in got the thumbs up from the woman. She impressed upon us that folks are really friendly, but there are those that will try to steal your backpack. She reiterated “be careful” a number of times.

We are staying at the Airways Hotel. Which, by the way, was started and owned by a Greek. It is very well appointed and tastefully decorated. It has a section for hotel guests but also a section of what appears to be longer term stays and staff accommodation. In one part, there is a pool table/games room, big screen TV room, library, swimming pool and casino.

The people we have met have been super friendly. They do work in the hospitality industry, but everyone has still been helpful, smiley and chatty. I am not sure very many tourists come to PNG so maybe we are different than the usual folks staying at the hotel for work.

Tomorrow we take our last flight, Port Moresby to Alotau, a small town on the southern tip of the island. We have an extra day to decompress before we board the scuba dive liveaboard. Our plan is to walk around the town, but now we may rethink that, be careful our friend said. I could use a day by the pool!