Everything happened so fast the next morning. I was up at 6am, shoved some toast and peanut butter down my throat while Minous and Kassar, my second porter, loaded up our food and other supplies. A short becak ride (bike with a box in the front for sitting) and we began hopping on and off bemos until we got to Kurima, the starting point of our walk.
Mission Impossible? Finding a Reliable Guide in Papua
July 3, 2010 By Leave a Comment
You Don’t just quit a great job and leave it all behind to lie on a beach. This had been a reoccurring thought of mine for the past 8 months and was once again in my head as I flew from Makassar to Jayapura, the capital of Papua.


