<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976</id><updated>2011-10-01T05:16:32.095-07:00</updated><category term='Lani&apos;s 3rd betdei'/><category term='Eauwedo'/><category term='It started with a glass of wine'/><title type='text'>Max &amp; Kaure in Alotau</title><subtitle type='html'>Maxine Nadile lives and works in Alotau, the peaceful capital of Milne Bay Province, Papua New Guinea. She lives with her young son Kaure-Muala.This is her story  about the daily trials of juggling motherhood,work,wantoks and life in Milne Bay</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-2954311733971126441</id><published>2008-04-17T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T03:30:43.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAclU2LQjgI/AAAAAAAABWQ/g2329rUABBs/s1600-h/Pict1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190158135638134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAclU2LQjgI/AAAAAAAABWQ/g2329rUABBs/s320/Pict1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb7CGLQjDI/AAAAAAAABSo/Fnx7zI5fQV0/s1600-h/Pict0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190111634027220018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb7CGLQjDI/AAAAAAAABSo/Fnx7zI5fQV0/s320/Pict0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Island home.....Sawasawaga village, Sariba Is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb9bmLQjEI/AAAAAAAABSw/5VeFBpqIRaI/s1600-h/Pict0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190114271137139778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb9bmLQjEI/AAAAAAAABSw/5VeFBpqIRaI/s320/Pict0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcR6WLQjMI/AAAAAAAABTw/hl35kraOvv0/s1600-h/Pict0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190136789650672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcR6WLQjMI/AAAAAAAABTw/hl35kraOvv0/s320/Pict0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcNLWLQjII/AAAAAAAABTQ/oxu-EgzPOzs/s1600-h/Pict0722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190131584150310018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcNLWLQjII/AAAAAAAABTQ/oxu-EgzPOzs/s320/Pict0722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcTnGLQjPI/AAAAAAAABUI/8tE3BLBPpcg/s1600-h/Pict0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190138657961446642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcTnGLQjPI/AAAAAAAABUI/8tE3BLBPpcg/s320/Pict0819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb-NWLQjFI/AAAAAAAABS4/pEc4rYRzlYU/s1600-h/Pict0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190115125835631698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb-NWLQjFI/AAAAAAAABS4/pEc4rYRzlYU/s320/Pict0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcOkGLQjKI/AAAAAAAABTg/V15oRouQ4nY/s1600-h/Pict0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190133108863700130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcOkGLQjKI/AAAAAAAABTg/V15oRouQ4nY/s320/Pict0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcApWLQjHI/AAAAAAAABTI/IY-brvjtEgc/s1600-h/Pict0515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190117805895224434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcApWLQjHI/AAAAAAAABTI/IY-brvjtEgc/s320/Pict0515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcNm2LQjJI/AAAAAAAABTY/_5EJ8xG-U90/s1600-h/Pict0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190132056596712594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcNm2LQjJI/AAAAAAAABTY/_5EJ8xG-U90/s320/Pict0716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcbKWLQjVI/AAAAAAAABU4/a8jT_mruff8/s1600-h/Pict0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190146960133229906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcbKWLQjVI/AAAAAAAABU4/a8jT_mruff8/s320/Pict0262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubui Sinebada - Deheni Nadile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb_E2LQjGI/AAAAAAAABTA/wchcBJY-jYw/s1600-h/Pict0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190116079318371426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAb_E2LQjGI/AAAAAAAABTA/wchcBJY-jYw/s320/Pict0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubui Taubada-Eliah Nadile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcS2WLQjNI/AAAAAAAABT4/LUWA1Gf8ONc/s1600-h/Pict0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190137820442823890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcS2WLQjNI/AAAAAAAABT4/LUWA1Gf8ONc/s320/Pict0803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcTR2LQjOI/AAAAAAAABUA/c64GeCmT7KQ/s1600-h/Pict0818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190138292889226466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcTR2LQjOI/AAAAAAAABUA/c64GeCmT7KQ/s320/Pict0818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAchJWLQjaI/AAAAAAAABVg/Xl5-Bst-TLI/s1600-h/Pict0727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190153540023127458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAchJWLQjaI/AAAAAAAABVg/Xl5-Bst-TLI/s320/Pict0727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcb5mLQjWI/AAAAAAAABVA/jqmktqQpE2k/s1600-h/Pict0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAcV2GLQjSI/AAAAAAAABUg/OL0ZRR-qSa8/s1600-h/Pict1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190141114682740002" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAckm2LQjfI/AAAAAAAABWI/DDpMj1W_oIU/s320/Pict0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beautiful daughter Meki Meki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-2954311733971126441?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/2954311733971126441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=2954311733971126441' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2954311733971126441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2954311733971126441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2008/04/village-life.html' title='Island Life'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAclU2LQjgI/AAAAAAAABWQ/g2329rUABBs/s72-c/Pict1139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-7300491355710738501</id><published>2008-04-14T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:55:17.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape to Sariba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMbe2LQjCI/AAAAAAAABSg/B7atsjhIfhs/s1600-h/Pict0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189021412413705250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMbe2LQjCI/AAAAAAAABSg/B7atsjhIfhs/s320/Pict0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By December last year, the rain had subsided and the weather was warming up. Blue skies, crystal clear waters and the sweet smell of holidays beckoned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think of was stepping on the boat with my son and heading for the islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is the norm at Wanigili, the last quarter of the year is always hectic with school camps, conferences etc. so by the time Christmas was at our doorstep, I was ready for a change of scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home for us is Sawasawaga Village, Sariba Island which is approximately 2 hours South East of Alotau by speed boat and about 4 hours via local workboat. The well known China Strait runs between Sariba and the mainland. This is the passage one has to pass through in order to reach the famous Samarai and Kwato Islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the village until I was about 4 years old. During this period I was raised by my bubus (grandparents) who became more like mum and dad to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love returning home to my family and being able to share the experience with my son who thoroughly enjoys it! We ended up spending 3 blissful (and adventurous) weeks at home. Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMWDmLQi3I/AAAAAAAABRI/QL217kUES4Y/s1600-h/Pict0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189015446704130930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMWDmLQi3I/AAAAAAAABRI/QL217kUES4Y/s320/Pict0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of Kailaulauwai Is. from Sawasawaga beachfront&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMWdGLQi4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/6wQm412VHo0/s1600-h/Pict0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189015884790795138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMWdGLQi4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/6wQm412VHo0/s320/Pict0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMXDGLQi5I/AAAAAAAABRY/HM5yIkBzdS0/s1600-h/Pict0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189016537625824146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMXDGLQi5I/AAAAAAAABRY/HM5yIkBzdS0/s320/Pict0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the two huge mango trees at the front of the village. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were planted by my grandfather many years ago. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMXjGLQi6I/AAAAAAAABRg/jCTSxL5ZnlQ/s1600-h/Pict0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189017087381638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMXjGLQi6I/AAAAAAAABRg/jCTSxL5ZnlQ/s320/Pict0332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure's little Aunties- Cynthia,Sharon &amp;amp; Hilda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMYZmLQi7I/AAAAAAAABRo/ZELtTVqVoFQ/s1600-h/Pict0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189018023684508594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMYZmLQi7I/AAAAAAAABRo/ZELtTVqVoFQ/s320/Pict0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home sweet home. We often pack a tent if the house is too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMYxWLQi8I/AAAAAAAABRw/VOk1oJIuHxE/s1600-h/Pict0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189018431706401730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMYxWLQi8I/AAAAAAAABRw/VOk1oJIuHxE/s320/Pict0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The village church. Sunday is a big day with everyone traveling from the other side of the island or paddling from nearby villages to attend church with their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMZlmLQi9I/AAAAAAAABR4/OqcMLtlReWE/s1600-h/Pict0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189019329354566610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMZlmLQi9I/AAAAAAAABR4/OqcMLtlReWE/s320/Pict0293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of Walatonoli Bay from inside the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMaC2LQi-I/AAAAAAAABSA/VgpE1AjvDtI/s1600-h/Pict0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189019831865740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMaC2LQi-I/AAAAAAAABSA/VgpE1AjvDtI/s320/Pict0287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMagWLQi_I/AAAAAAAABSI/uhx4Wy860PU/s1600-h/Pict0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189020338671881202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMagWLQi_I/AAAAAAAABSI/uhx4Wy860PU/s320/Pict0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the simplicity of home life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMazmLQjAI/AAAAAAAABSQ/txQ4OOlU_h0/s1600-h/Pict0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189020669384363010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMazmLQjAI/AAAAAAAABSQ/txQ4OOlU_h0/s320/Pict0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chooks in church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The concrete floor has historical significance as it was built by the US Navy during the Battle of the Coral Sea. I recently discovered that it was the 84th Battalion Sea Bees from The US Navy who set up camp at our village in 1943. Sawasawaga was a base for the Catalina Sea Planes. The 84th Battalion were in charge of the building and construction of airstrips, warves, buildings etc. during the war. At Sawasawaga they built a dam, mess house and warf. The dam still exists and the concrete floor of the mess house is now the base for our local church. There is also a pontoon buried underwater at the front of the village. Once I get my divers licence, I plan to dive around the bay and see if there are any other war relics to be found. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMbImLQjBI/AAAAAAAABSY/ce3M882T6Nk/s1600-h/Pict0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189021030161615890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMbImLQjBI/AAAAAAAABSY/ce3M882T6Nk/s320/Pict0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-7300491355710738501?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/7300491355710738501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=7300491355710738501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7300491355710738501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7300491355710738501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2008/04/escape-to-sariba.html' title='Escape to Sariba!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/SAMbe2LQjCI/AAAAAAAABSg/B7atsjhIfhs/s72-c/Pict0278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-4484989319784892683</id><published>2008-02-29T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:52:03.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More piccies from 2007 (Nov.-Dec)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v5tfHyr_I/AAAAAAAABLs/1uGXSOEZZGA/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173503156808757234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v5tfHyr_I/AAAAAAAABLs/1uGXSOEZZGA/s320/SPREP%2707+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; 4th Annual Milne Bay Canoe Festival &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v55fHysAI/AAAAAAAABL0/brK7GtMpRYk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173503362967187458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v55fHysAI/AAAAAAAABL0/brK7GtMpRYk/s320/SPREP%2707+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after the SPREP conference in October last year we had the Canoe Festival. This is an annual event and usually falls in the first week-end of November. Last year was the 4th Canoe Festival to be hosted in the province and one of the best I've seen so far. It is the only festival of its kind in the country and each year it seems to improve with more and more tourists and participants attending. Last year The Milne Bay Tourism Industry group (MBTIG) of which I am a member, played an instrumental role in sourcing additional funding for the event. We managed to secure K30,000.00 sponsorship from Telikom so that was quite a significant achievement for us. Milne Bay being a maritime province, has an amazing range of canoes. I had no idea we had so many different types until I attended the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v6yvHysBI/AAAAAAAABL8/rOzhE7PR-wk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173504346514698258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v6yvHysBI/AAAAAAAABL8/rOzhE7PR-wk/s320/SPREP%2707+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The market warf was transformed into a VIP area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who's in the red cap? Yes, it's Habona. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v7MfHysCI/AAAAAAAABME/SWSrcSb6yCU/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173504788896329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v7MfHysCI/AAAAAAAABME/SWSrcSb6yCU/s320/SPREP%2707+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The waterfront was crowded as people watched and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheered for the different canoe races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v7e_HysDI/AAAAAAAABMM/1DDV7MDUg3s/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173505106723909682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v7e_HysDI/AAAAAAAABMM/1DDV7MDUg3s/s320/SPREP%2707+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These kids had the best view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ycE7UKRaI/AAAAAAAABPY/LGj7buDAmFw/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182688879652259234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ycE7UKRaI/AAAAAAAABPY/LGj7buDAmFw/s320/SPREP%2707+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many of the villagers came from distant islands and spent months preparing the canoes and themselves for the event. Most of the preparations are usually conducted in secret with only men in attendance. Often women are not permitted to witness any of the preparations or even set foot in the canoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v8pPHysFI/AAAAAAAABMc/FpQs96Da2_I/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173506382329196626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v8pPHysFI/AAAAAAAABMc/FpQs96Da2_I/s320/SPREP%2707+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9CvHysGI/AAAAAAAABMk/L5KAQ0nk-S0/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173506820415860834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9CvHysGI/AAAAAAAABMk/L5KAQ0nk-S0/s320/SPREP%2707+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9VfHysHI/AAAAAAAABMs/Ue7wcmgnASg/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173507142538408050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9VfHysHI/AAAAAAAABMs/Ue7wcmgnASg/s320/SPREP%2707+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where there's an occassion to celebrate in PNG, you will always find&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pigs and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9sfHysII/AAAAAAAABM0/TrvSfTqUndM/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173507537675399298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v9sfHysII/AAAAAAAABM0/TrvSfTqUndM/s320/SPREP%2707+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v-W_HysJI/AAAAAAAABM8/3GMi7VOJ9C8/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173508267819839634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v-W_HysJI/AAAAAAAABM8/3GMi7VOJ9C8/s320/SPREP%2707+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v-pPHysKI/AAAAAAAABNE/md2VCUVkNxI/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173508581352452258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v-pPHysKI/AAAAAAAABNE/md2VCUVkNxI/s320/SPREP%2707+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yeYbUKRbI/AAAAAAAABPg/D2dI-f74am0/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182691413682963890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yeYbUKRbI/AAAAAAAABPg/D2dI-f74am0/s320/SPREP%2707+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Milne Bay girls in traditional dress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These girls are from the Suau area.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173509285727088834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v_SPHysMI/AAAAAAAABNU/myQK35nOn2E/s320/SPREP%2707+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Young warriors in bilas.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v_6PHysNI/AAAAAAAABNc/fTsBFrKD_fs/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173509972921856210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v_6PHysNI/AAAAAAAABNc/fTsBFrKD_fs/s320/SPREP%2707+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v_6PHysNI/AAAAAAAABNc/fTsBFrKD_fs/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Milne Bay is known for its pandanus baskets and mats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wAOvHysOI/AAAAAAAABNk/AeynwMaDapk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173510325109174498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wAOvHysOI/AAAAAAAABNk/AeynwMaDapk/s320/SPREP%2707+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trobriand Island Carvings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wAnfHysPI/AAAAAAAABNs/drvLEFJYbwc/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173510750310936818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wAnfHysPI/AAAAAAAABNs/drvLEFJYbwc/s320/SPREP%2707+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hand crafted shell jewellery and bilas from Cape Vogel area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wBhPHysQI/AAAAAAAABN0/QBoRJ6qBvY8/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173511742448382210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wBhPHysQI/AAAAAAAABN0/QBoRJ6qBvY8/s320/SPREP%2707+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The MBTIG Stall or hut rather. We decided on "Tiggy's Jungle Juice Cafe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and sold freshly blended fruit juices, water and t-shirts. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wCMvHysRI/AAAAAAAABN8/lfwtbBHK3xs/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512489772691730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wCMvHysRI/AAAAAAAABN8/lfwtbBHK3xs/s320/SPREP%2707+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pam with a glass of fresh fruit juice. It was a stinking hot day so the &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;juice bar was a great idea, we certainly had a lot of people dropping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wCr_HysSI/AAAAAAAABOE/dlNAbWuVDq0/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173513026643603746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wCr_HysSI/AAAAAAAABOE/dlNAbWuVDq0/s320/SPREP%2707+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayesh &amp;amp; son checking out the EMB Canoe Festival t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wDdPHysTI/AAAAAAAABOM/7fo47O07bmk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173513872752161074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wDdPHysTI/AAAAAAAABOM/7fo47O07bmk/s320/SPREP%2707+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was great to catch up with dearest Jude,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;whom I rarely see as she lives in Lae (Morobe Province) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wD1fHysUI/AAAAAAAABOU/tLfF-quCQDE/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173514289363988802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wD1fHysUI/AAAAAAAABOU/tLfF-quCQDE/s320/SPREP%2707+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Milne Bay sisters and friends for life-Bella Jude &amp;amp; Tuki &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with a very unhappy Kaure. Maus o?&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wEQ_HysVI/AAAAAAAABOc/Wmt3xceyYGA/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173514761810391378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wEQ_HysVI/AAAAAAAABOc/Wmt3xceyYGA/s320/SPREP%2707+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A4 (Yes, that's his name,well... nickname!) and another&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Napatana staff preparing the yummy juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wEovHysWI/AAAAAAAABOk/8JgjSp6zNO4/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173515169832284514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wEovHysWI/AAAAAAAABOk/8JgjSp6zNO4/s320/SPREP%2707+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wE5PHysXI/AAAAAAAABOs/mUV7-1TS0tI/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173515453300126066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wE5PHysXI/AAAAAAAABOs/mUV7-1TS0tI/s320/SPREP%2707+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mipla squad ya! Pam Swanson (Napatana Manager) and Habona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wFMvHysYI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZJlMdT6YJcw/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173515788307575170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wFMvHysYI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZJlMdT6YJcw/s320/SPREP%2707+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's all about the t-shirts in PNG! German tourists in Wanigili Centre t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wGEvHysZI/AAAAAAAABO8/T7788oseREk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173516750380249490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wGEvHysZI/AAAAAAAABO8/T7788oseREk/s320/SPREP%2707+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tina Arek-EMB staff in one of the SPREP t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wGwPHysbI/AAAAAAAABPI/JWSdeLojbAI/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173517497704559026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wGwPHysbI/AAAAAAAABPI/JWSdeLojbAI/s320/SPREP%2707+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellen Mesibere-EMTV host wearing one of my own t-shirt designs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wHDvHyscI/AAAAAAAABPQ/jVDMPflJOL0/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173517832712008130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8wHDvHyscI/AAAAAAAABPQ/jVDMPflJOL0/s320/SPREP%2707+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Wotcha lookin' at?" Kaure acting kuti! (Yeah, I can just see him at 18!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the attractions last year was the participation of a Hawaiian team. They were a great bunch of guys who came over with their outrigger canoe to race against the local teams. I have fond memories of the night the Hawaiians cooked dinner (fish they'd caught that day) for us all. We (MBTIG members and Telikom officials) all ended up at Rabe at Peter and Rita Tarumuri's place by the sea, ate great fish, drank plenty and sang along with the guitar under the light of the coleman lamp.Everyone had a great time. Pam Swanson,always the life of the party, even did some boogying with Kala'i the hunky Hawaiian. It didn't matter if we sang out of tune or forgot the words, we had fun and enjoyed the moment, that was all that mattered. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other memorable moments last year..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yjwrUKRcI/AAAAAAAABPo/4L5nwVPhTM8/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182697327852930498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yjwrUKRcI/AAAAAAAABPo/4L5nwVPhTM8/s320/SPREP%2707+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaure's favourite pastime is climbing trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykCbUKRdI/AAAAAAAABPw/ApoIOgWzx4E/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182697632795608530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykCbUKRdI/AAAAAAAABPw/ApoIOgWzx4E/s320/SPREP%2707+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heading to the car wash....Dion &amp;amp; Kaure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dion was a uni graduate from Adelaide,South Australia (ples blo mi!) visiting PNG for the first time. He was a guest at Wanigili but ended up being more like part of the family. He was a really great guy and was so keen to explore PNG, I ended up referring him to Robert's family so he could travel to Chimbu and check out the highlands. Needless to say, he returned with plenty of stories!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykmLUKRfI/AAAAAAAABQA/oPdsd60Fw08/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182698246975931890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykmLUKRfI/AAAAAAAABQA/oPdsd60Fw08/s320/SPREP%2707+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the causeways towards East Cape.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a favourite spot for people to wash their cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ylBLUKRgI/AAAAAAAABQI/ISvy5t5if_0/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182698710832399874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ylBLUKRgI/AAAAAAAABQI/ISvy5t5if_0/s320/SPREP%2707+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went with Jeanie &amp;amp; family to help wash their ute and have a swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ylUrUKRhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zRwMIKYB-CY/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182699045839848978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ylUrUKRhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zRwMIKYB-CY/s320/SPREP%2707+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Show us your muscles Mama!" Jeanie having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yl97UKRiI/AAAAAAAABQY/i70otANFHxk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182699754509452834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-yl97UKRiI/AAAAAAAABQY/i70otANFHxk/s320/SPREP%2707+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykTbUKReI/AAAAAAAABP4/pZ9pS3gipEA/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182697924853384674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ykTbUKReI/AAAAAAAABP4/pZ9pS3gipEA/s320/SPREP%2707+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zuriel having a swing on the vine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ymdLUKRjI/AAAAAAAABQg/yMxr6PQjyiU/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182700291380364850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R-ymdLUKRjI/AAAAAAAABQg/yMxr6PQjyiU/s320/SPREP%2707+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-4484989319784892683?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/4484989319784892683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=4484989319784892683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4484989319784892683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4484989319784892683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-piccies-from-2007-nov-dec.html' title='More piccies from 2007 (Nov.-Dec)'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8v5tfHyr_I/AAAAAAAABLs/1uGXSOEZZGA/s72-c/SPREP%2707+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-8512244881458387141</id><published>2008-02-10T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:10:44.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick squiz at 2007 (Sept. - Oct.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGdJKWskI/AAAAAAAABHc/rgH2EID7BFk/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165635870339281474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGdJKWskI/AAAAAAAABHc/rgH2EID7BFk/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gudi! Yes, it's been quite a while since I've posted anything on the blog, from Oct.- Dec. last year, we were flat out. What with a major international conference (SPREP-the biggest Alotau had ever seen let alone hosted!), canoe festival and a zillion kids for camps (ok, a few hundred!), xmas functions hic... etc....there just wasn't enough time in the day to sit in front of the computer and update you on all the headaches and fun I was having! So here's a quick flash back to Sept. last year and I'll try not to bore you with too much text, enjoy the piccies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father’s day: Sunday 2nd September&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBTIG (Milne Bay Tourism Industry Group) hosted a Father’s Fun Day at Island Adventure Tours Recreation Park at Divinai (about 25mins drive East of Alotau). The event was held to assist the Milne Bay Tourism Bureau to raise funds to promote the province at the PNG Tourism Expo in Port Moresby (Holiday Inn,11-15 Sept.'07).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6_90pKWsYI/AAAAAAAABF8/3tBasSgtQJw/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165626378461557122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6_90pKWsYI/AAAAAAAABF8/3tBasSgtQJw/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Dads-as long as the beers are there, they're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was a great success and thoroughly enjoyed by all, especially the Dads. Napatana Lodge, Alotau International Hotel, Milne Bay Magic Tours, Education Milne Bay, Driftwood, Masurina Lodge &amp;amp; Island Adventure Tours put in a combined effort to ensure everyone had plenty of good food and drinks. Since it was a fun day, we also set up some games for the Dads just to ensure the rest of us were entertained! It was a great day, probably the best Father’s Day I’ve ever been to! We even managed to raise a fair amount of money on the day, it was certainly nice to see the local business community turning up to show their support. Long after the guests had left, the MBTIG members stayed well into the evening to tidy up (errrrm…..and polish off the last of the wine!) before heading back into town. The drive back took a little bit longer (blame it on Pat and her toilet stop!) but was just as entertaining with everyone singing (well, some of us were trying to!), laughing and complaining about me hitting all the pot holes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6__K5KWsaI/AAAAAAAABGM/Acv9cyvaeJE/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165627860225274274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6__K5KWsaI/AAAAAAAABGM/Acv9cyvaeJE/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Island Adventure Tours Recreation Park- Divinai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6_-g5KWsZI/AAAAAAAABGE/Ju9Dp5E2gWo/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165627138670768530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6_-g5KWsZI/AAAAAAAABGE/Ju9Dp5E2gWo/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jetty with view of Kellerton Island in the distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Island Adventure Tours offer glass bottom boat tours around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bay &amp;amp; islands, they also have bungalows and a bar on site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6__xpKWsbI/AAAAAAAABGU/c2uFzcTBmSg/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165628525945205170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R6__xpKWsbI/AAAAAAAABGU/c2uFzcTBmSg/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The little haus win by the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ANi5KWspI/AAAAAAAABIE/OtQnGGfNa30/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165643665704923794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ANi5KWspI/AAAAAAAABIE/OtQnGGfNa30/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The mums (except Christine from Masurina 2nd from the left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AAZJKWscI/AAAAAAAABGc/xh4asQvSssM/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165629204550037954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AAZJKWscI/AAAAAAAABGc/xh4asQvSssM/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The boys jamming at the back of the ute! Go Miah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AA35KWsdI/AAAAAAAABGk/aMzAQIl-1D0/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165629732831015378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AA35KWsdI/AAAAAAAABGk/aMzAQIl-1D0/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahh Miline Bay Gels......da way you smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ABOZKWseI/AAAAAAAABGs/7QlmAGsFnx0/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165630119378072034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ABOZKWseI/AAAAAAAABGs/7QlmAGsFnx0/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful flowers from Napatana &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AB55KWsfI/AAAAAAAABG0/dV6a-DmQQKI/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165630866702381554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AB55KWsfI/AAAAAAAABG0/dV6a-DmQQKI/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pam's scrumptious week-end biccies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ACepKWsgI/AAAAAAAABG8/fqkCL63rUhk/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165631498062574082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7ACepKWsgI/AAAAAAAABG8/fqkCL63rUhk/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bruce, ever ready with the wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AEipKWshI/AAAAAAAABHE/CFpEaqJBgY0/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165633765805306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AEipKWshI/AAAAAAAABHE/CFpEaqJBgY0/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ai ai time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AKE5KWsnI/AAAAAAAABH0/8lJVHDe4XrM/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165639851773964914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AKE5KWsnI/AAAAAAAABH0/8lJVHDe4XrM/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Member for Alotau Open and Minister for Culture &amp;amp; Tourism &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hon. Charles Abel also took part in the fun &amp;amp; games!This one's the 3 coconut relay.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AJrpKWsmI/AAAAAAAABHs/i4925Zm5p9A/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165639417982268002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AJrpKWsmI/AAAAAAAABHs/i4925Zm5p9A/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coconut scraping was a bit of a challenge for some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AF2pKWsiI/AAAAAAAABHM/ntqJIZF8HmA/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165635208914317858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AF2pKWsiI/AAAAAAAABHM/ntqJIZF8HmA/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bring it on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jayesh &amp;amp; Peter, before the 3-legged race &amp;amp; looking slightly tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGIJKWsjI/AAAAAAAABHU/fhjyn9u5qa8/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165635509562028594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGIJKWsjI/AAAAAAAABHU/fhjyn9u5qa8/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayesh &amp;amp; Peter, after the race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AMVJKWsoI/AAAAAAAABH8/IbkNeCKOpAs/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165642329970094722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AMVJKWsoI/AAAAAAAABH8/IbkNeCKOpAs/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MBTIG members: (L-R,Back) Maxine,Jayesh TN,Pam Swanson, &lt;p align="center"&gt;(L-R,Front) Christina Aule, Maleta Tokwakwasi &amp;amp; Patricia Sinyoi (missing is Rita Tarumuri)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGuZKWslI/AAAAAAAABHk/Xm-tT9nVdoc/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165636166692024914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGuZKWslI/AAAAAAAABHk/Xm-tT9nVdoc/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyson Neville also celebrated his birthday with a huge cake &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shared by all.The kids had a cake fight afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Independence Day - September 16 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Wedega Park, Alotau &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PLcJKWsqI/AAAAAAAABIM/6L522mGNnis/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171200481507586722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PLcJKWsqI/AAAAAAAABIM/6L522mGNnis/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PMb5KWsrI/AAAAAAAABIU/6rhTGSpRwoo/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171201576724247218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PMb5KWsrI/AAAAAAAABIU/6rhTGSpRwoo/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PM15KWssI/AAAAAAAABIc/FZkyFxG-V08/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171202023400846018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PM15KWssI/AAAAAAAABIc/FZkyFxG-V08/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PNLJKWstI/AAAAAAAABIk/ph-diyUmXIQ/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171202388473066194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PNLJKWstI/AAAAAAAABIk/ph-diyUmXIQ/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PNu5KWsuI/AAAAAAAABIs/vB6QNrZluYc/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171203002653389538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PNu5KWsuI/AAAAAAAABIs/vB6QNrZluYc/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PODpKWsvI/AAAAAAAABI0/DqAGtjwtrnw/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171203359135675122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PODpKWsvI/AAAAAAAABI0/DqAGtjwtrnw/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8POUZKWswI/AAAAAAAABI8/J9kXyV8B9oQ/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171203646898483970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8POUZKWswI/AAAAAAAABI8/J9kXyV8B9oQ/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PO_5KWsyI/AAAAAAAABJM/fmpENmUfJa8/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171204394222793506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PO_5KWsyI/AAAAAAAABJM/fmpENmUfJa8/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Habona-acting police man!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PPm5KWszI/AAAAAAAABJU/WJkSGZmlWws/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171205064237691698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PPm5KWszI/AAAAAAAABJU/WJkSGZmlWws/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful Bilums &amp;amp; Cane baskets from Ialibu in the Southern Highlands Province&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PP4ZKWs0I/AAAAAAAABJc/F2XaXr6PQMs/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171205364885402434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PP4ZKWs0I/AAAAAAAABJc/F2XaXr6PQMs/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQPpKWs1I/AAAAAAAABJk/IlTUiHWP7uU/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171205764317360978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQPpKWs1I/AAAAAAAABJk/IlTUiHWP7uU/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQiJKWs2I/AAAAAAAABJs/lpjuM5uTG6E/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171206082144940898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQiJKWs2I/AAAAAAAABJs/lpjuM5uTG6E/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kapwa" Charlie Graham and coconut! Not only is this Misiman guy hilarious and a great friend, he is also a wealth of information on anything to do with Milne Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQ4JKWs3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/7FaPbbhaBGM/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171206460102062962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PQ4JKWs3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/7FaPbbhaBGM/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful Milne Bay faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PRnZKWs4I/AAAAAAAABJ8/GMQZUEtEMxU/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171207271850881922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PRnZKWs4I/AAAAAAAABJ8/GMQZUEtEMxU/s320/Father%27s+Day+Pat+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPREP Conference 22-26 Oct.2007&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More than 500 participants arrived on our shores from throughout the Pacific,Europe and the US to attend the conference. It was a huge challenge for a small town like Alotau and a mammoth task trying to accommodate everyone, but despite all the hurdles, it turned out to be a highly successful event with a lot of positive feed back from the participants, many of whom were initially scared to come to PNG. After a few days in Alotau experiencing our hospitality and friendliness though, they were happy they came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(South Pacific Regional Environment Program Conference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PSn5KWs5I/AAAAAAAABKE/OkJOZxnkK1M/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171208379952444306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PSn5KWs5I/AAAAAAAABKE/OkJOZxnkK1M/s320/SPREP%2707+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanigili Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PTFZKWs6I/AAAAAAAABKM/xPt7hGba2qY/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171208886758585250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PTFZKWs6I/AAAAAAAABKM/xPt7hGba2qY/s320/SPREP%2707+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PToZKWs7I/AAAAAAAABKU/V1Tmebgm6rM/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171209488054006706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PToZKWs7I/AAAAAAAABKU/V1Tmebgm6rM/s320/SPREP%2707+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The haus win was used as a meeting place for the many break out sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PT35KWs8I/AAAAAAAABKc/2A99PoyAN7E/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171209754341979074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PT35KWs8I/AAAAAAAABKc/2A99PoyAN7E/s320/SPREP%2707+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PUYZKWs9I/AAAAAAAABKk/bwmMBeoKaVg/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171210312687727570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PUYZKWs9I/AAAAAAAABKk/bwmMBeoKaVg/s320/SPREP%2707+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PUpZKWs-I/AAAAAAAABKs/m44TH3tTbZk/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171210604745503714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PUpZKWs-I/AAAAAAAABKs/m44TH3tTbZk/s320/SPREP%2707+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PVy5KWs_I/AAAAAAAABK0/4SXpRiZiGgc/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171211867465888754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PVy5KWs_I/AAAAAAAABK0/4SXpRiZiGgc/s320/SPREP%2707+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Closing Dinner at Wanigili -. Milne Bay style feast. We hosted the dinner for over 600 people and decided on an authentic Milne Bay theme. The guests sat under the stars on woven coconut mats,ate from coconut woven baskets and used their hands or coconut forks to eat. They loved it! It was funny seeing all these dimdims (foreigners) sitting on the ground, but they felt right at home and I was so proud (and relieved!) everything went off without a hitch. This is how we eat at home during village gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWCZKWtAI/AAAAAAAABK8/K5MTWzg3vSE/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171212133753861122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWCZKWtAI/AAAAAAAABK8/K5MTWzg3vSE/s320/SPREP%2707+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWSJKWtBI/AAAAAAAABLE/uwHKiOEgTTE/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171212404336800786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWSJKWtBI/AAAAAAAABLE/uwHKiOEgTTE/s320/SPREP%2707+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vivien -the bird specialist from New Caledonia digging into the local cuisine.With the assistance of the church groups we prepared several roasted pigs, traditional claypot food cooked over the fire, sea food galore, fresh fruits, vegetables and salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWm5KWtCI/AAAAAAAABLM/rpatoKyLqIU/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171212760819086370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PWm5KWtCI/AAAAAAAABLM/rpatoKyLqIU/s320/SPREP%2707+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PW6JKWtDI/AAAAAAAABLU/1wkuHlbDqs8/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171213091531568178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PW6JKWtDI/AAAAAAAABLU/1wkuHlbDqs8/s320/SPREP%2707+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Guinea Islands Dance Troup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PXGZKWtEI/AAAAAAAABLc/16-XycjPOWM/s1600-h/SPREP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171213301984965698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R8PXGZKWtEI/AAAAAAAABLc/16-XycjPOWM/s320/SPREP%2707+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate Brown from Samoa-SPREP Conference Manager.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kate is an amazing woman, she was an inspiration to work with, not to mention a tonne of fun, along with Vainuupo Jungblut, Ruth Pune and the rest of the SPREP team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-8512244881458387141?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/8512244881458387141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=8512244881458387141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8512244881458387141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8512244881458387141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-squiz-at-2007-sept.html' title='A quick squiz at 2007 (Sept. - Oct.)'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/R7AGdJKWskI/AAAAAAAABHc/rgH2EID7BFk/s72-c/Father%27s+Day+%2707+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-753936255726645005</id><published>2007-10-15T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:51:33.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubu Anna and Cousin Taube visit Alotau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNMMwWlPII/AAAAAAAABCc/h6JXD4fd208/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121520983272144002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNMMwWlPII/AAAAAAAABCc/h6JXD4fd208/s320/Mums+Anna+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mums Anna Nilkare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaure's paternal grandma or Bubu Anna came over for his birthday along with Kaure's little cousin sister Taube (Rob's younger brother JJ and Anna Usurup's daughter). They both ended up staying with us for about a week. Mums Anna, as she's affectionately known, was quite content, as long as she had her supply of buai (betel nut), she was happy. It was her first time to spend quality time with her grandson since he was born, so both she and Taube got to know Kaure a bit better and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNMxAWlPJI/AAAAAAAABCk/-gSMot3FvhY/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121521606042401938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNMxAWlPJI/AAAAAAAABCk/-gSMot3FvhY/s320/Mums+Anna+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you can't find an umbrella, grab a banana leaf!&lt;br /&gt;Mums Anna,Little Taube Nilkare and Rosita William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNHAWlPKI/AAAAAAAABCs/9S3-ggCiNFs/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121521983999524002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNHAWlPKI/AAAAAAAABCs/9S3-ggCiNFs/s320/Mums+Anna+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamon Simpson- " Max, This banana leaf is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not cool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some hilarious moments. Taube speaks only tok pisin (Pidgin English) while Kaure speaks only English so watching them communicate was priceless! Taube, although younger than Kaure, has a very strong personality and is quite vocal. She had no qualms in telling Kaure off if she wasn't happy with him, and even though he didn't understand a word she said, he responded right back in English. By the the end of the week Kaure had started saying some pidgin phrases like " Mi les!" and Taube was also saying some English words like "Enough Talking!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNWwWlPLI/AAAAAAAABC0/HYSfisB2RPc/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121522254582463666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNWwWlPLI/AAAAAAAABC0/HYSfisB2RPc/s320/Mums+Anna+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brekky time for Taube and Kaure-one minute they're smiling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; the next they're scowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNzAWlPMI/AAAAAAAABC8/Dc2n-FDnI28/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121522739913768130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNNzAWlPMI/AAAAAAAABC8/Dc2n-FDnI28/s320/Mums+Anna+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taube is just adorable, at 2 years of age she's a little Sine-bada (old woman), very independent with a cheeky streak. I don't think Kaure knew quite how to handle her. After much squabbling though, by the end of the week, they were best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRF26lTZuI/AAAAAAAABDc/AmaOMBLNut4/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130802685222807266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRF26lTZuI/AAAAAAAABDc/AmaOMBLNut4/s320/Mums+Anna+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dressed up at Gurney Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGcqlTZwI/AAAAAAAABDs/nE8Q6kEQmnk/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130803333762868994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGcqlTZwI/AAAAAAAABDs/nE8Q6kEQmnk/s320/Mums+Anna+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGrqlTZxI/AAAAAAAABD0/BCQOkQT-p14/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130803591460906770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGrqlTZxI/AAAAAAAABD0/BCQOkQT-p14/s320/Mums+Anna+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They look so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGLqlTZvI/AAAAAAAABDk/gvNrk1ljozM/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130803041705092850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRGLqlTZvI/AAAAAAAABDk/gvNrk1ljozM/s320/Mums+Anna+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(L-R) Patty Sinyoi with Taube,Lucy at the back,Mums and Maxine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely having them over. Both Kaure and I enjoyed their company and I know my friends and family really took to Mums Anna. She's very down to earth, open and I think she enjoyed the change of scenery after being in Moresby all the time. She's already made plans to return soon. I've suggested that perhaps the next time she visits, Kaure and I might take her swimming and snorkelling at our village on Sariba Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRG9alTZyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ccHAhFSqats/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130803896403584802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRG9alTZyI/AAAAAAAABD8/ccHAhFSqats/s320/Mums+Anna+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yeah Daddy, Bubu Mums is coming on da plane now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can you pick her up at da airport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRHa6lTZzI/AAAAAAAABEE/jt6PV8NM6Bs/s1600-h/Mums+Anna+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130804403209725746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RzRHa6lTZzI/AAAAAAAABEE/jt6PV8NM6Bs/s320/Mums+Anna+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A tearful Mums Anna saying final good byes to her bubu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-753936255726645005?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/753936255726645005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=753936255726645005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/753936255726645005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/753936255726645005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/10/bubu-anna-and-cousin-taube-visit-alotau.html' title='Bubu Anna and Cousin Taube visit Alotau'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RxNMMwWlPII/AAAAAAAABCc/h6JXD4fd208/s72-c/Mums+Anna+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-560333873682227897</id><published>2007-09-16T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T03:10:24.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaure's 3rd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDnx8dialI/AAAAAAAABA8/4yYrcHufrYE/s1600-h/P8180029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111840422295136850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDnx8dialI/AAAAAAAABA8/4yYrcHufrYE/s320/P8180029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaure and friends, preparing to blow out the candles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each year we try to do something a little different for Kaure's birthday. When he was born, his father (Robert Nilkare) would buy a muffin from Andersons Foodland in Moresby (they have the best muffins in Pom). We'd put a candle on it and sing Happy Birthday to him when he was just a week old, two weeks old and so on until he was a few months old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDopsdiamI/AAAAAAAABBE/dXD70tqsNMw/s1600-h/P8180028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111841380072843874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDopsdiamI/AAAAAAAABBE/dXD70tqsNMw/s320/P8180028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cake from Alotau Int'l Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On his first birthday (we'd already moved to Alotau) I held a small party for him at Wanigili with close friends and family and as usual cooked waaay too much food with the help of our fantastic chef Richie. First birthday's being a big deal,his father had to do it the "Chimbu" way and hosted a HUGE party at Bluff Inn, Port Moresby.We flew to Pom for the event. Rob must have invited about a hundred people (most were his side of the family and numerous friends), then there was the live band, coke bouncing castle, two huge pigs and lots of food. We must have brought back 7 rainbow bags full of nothing but Kaure's presents. We were still opening them by X-mas! So yes, being the only child of the first born son of the Nilkares , he is spoilt (especially by his father who lives in Pom and rarely sees him). One of the many things Rob and I differ in is that with him it's all about excess whereas for me, I like to keep things simple and uncomplicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDpaMdianI/AAAAAAAABBM/VJA53rAjQhA/s1600-h/P8180016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111842213296499314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDpaMdianI/AAAAAAAABBM/VJA53rAjQhA/s320/P8180016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum and all the young Aunties put on a feast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaure's second birthday was a more intimate affair at Napatana Lodge. It was a lovely day, the Napatana staff did a wonderful job with catering, and decorating the place. They really took care of us and Kaure had his little play mates over. I baked the cake,his father also turned up. No pigs this time! Just a normal kids party with party hats, games and finger food of course there was wine and beer for the adults too. We even had Alotau's "local celebrity" Habona turn up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDrPcdiaoI/AAAAAAAABBU/NkErOZQzZ-g/s1600-h/P8180035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111844227636161154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDrPcdiaoI/AAAAAAAABBU/NkErOZQzZ-g/s320/P8180035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robert's mother-Bubu Mums Anna flew in from Moresby along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaure's little cousin sister Taube for his party.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year, I booked Island Adventure Tours (IAT)Recreation Park at Divinai (@ 25 mins drive out of Alotau). We packed all of Kaure's pals into the IAT van and drove them out to the park which is on the beach front. It was a cloudy day but we managed to cross the rivers without too much drama and despite a little bit of rain, the weather cleared and everyone had a ball. Here are the photos......Next year, my Uncle's already suggested we have Kaure's b/day at Sariba Is. (where I'm from). That'll be interesting.....maybe we'll hire a boat and do a camp out &lt;/span&gt;with all his pals on the island.....hmmm.....20 screaming kids on a 2 hour boat ride?.....then again maybe not!We'll see. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDsR8diapI/AAAAAAAABBc/CFIB6f5Xe3g/s1600-h/P8180040.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111845370097461906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDsR8diapI/AAAAAAAABBc/CFIB6f5Xe3g/s320/P8180040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Jessica Ellis &amp;amp; Buta Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDtDMdiaqI/AAAAAAAABBk/VJZQQhVwAhM/s1600-h/P8180046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111846216206019234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDtDMdiaqI/AAAAAAAABBk/VJZQQhVwAhM/s320/P8180046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gerard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDtpcdiarI/AAAAAAAABBs/0a9hb2chvLU/s1600-h/P8180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111846873336015538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDtpcdiarI/AAAAAAAABBs/0a9hb2chvLU/s320/P8180010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Uncle Ben and Nimrod caught in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDulMdiasI/AAAAAAAABB0/O0KqHt9jIkc/s1600-h/P8180051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111847899833199298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDulMdiasI/AAAAAAAABB0/O0KqHt9jIkc/s320/P8180051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad playing cricket with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDvSsdiatI/AAAAAAAABB8/ztE5Zmouttw/s1600-h/P8180064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111848681517247186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDvSsdiatI/AAAAAAAABB8/ztE5Zmouttw/s320/P8180064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDw08diawI/AAAAAAAABCM/jojmVX5yYR8/s1600-h/P8180069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111850369439394562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDw08diawI/AAAAAAAABCM/jojmVX5yYR8/s320/P8180069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ariel,Javier &amp;amp; Zuriel digging into ice-cream. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDxqsdiaxI/AAAAAAAABCU/077TPR0HZ6w/s1600-h/P8180068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111851292857363218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDxqsdiaxI/AAAAAAAABCU/077TPR0HZ6w/s320/P8180068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad showing the ropes to Kaure and Buta Lani. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-560333873682227897?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/560333873682227897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=560333873682227897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/560333873682227897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/560333873682227897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/09/kaures-3rd-birthday-party.html' title='Kaure&apos;s 3rd Birthday Party'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RvDnx8dialI/AAAAAAAABA8/4yYrcHufrYE/s72-c/P8180029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-7394615058370608256</id><published>2007-09-15T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:55:40.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Milne Bay girls photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzJVU-"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110681045405993138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzJVU-_CLI/AAAAAAAAA_k/2HTiHq5fmgQ/s320/P8120167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Milne Bay- Gabrielle Ova and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivien Norris (Miss Masurina)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Gabrielle Ova was crowned "Miss Milne Bay 2007", (for more on the crowning night,please scroll down) Jean and I decided to arrange a photo shoot to feature the swimwear that I designed for our Recycled Clothing label- "RAGS2RICHES". PNG Women love to go second hand shopping,Jean and I are no exception, however we've decided to take our passion for SH shopping a bit further and start making our own garments using second hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;materials,especially denim and jazzing them up with bits of fabric,buttons,sequins etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Currently we design for women and are making recycled denim skirts,jeans and bags with plans to do more. For the crowning night, we decided to design swimwear using second jeans and skirts. The jeans were cut up,bleached and printed using contemporary Milne Bay designs. They were a hit on the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a Sunday afternoon, we picked up a few of the Miss Milne Bay contestants including Miss Milne Bay herself-Gabby. We took a drive towards Eats Cape and pulled into a secluded beach to take the shots. Our mate Sean who was visiting from Oz jumped at the opportunity to be photographer for the day. The girls were natural and we all had fun........check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzJ0E-_CMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/ZLxXu0yH28o/s1600-h/P8120090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110681573686970562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzJ0E-_CMI/AAAAAAAAA_s/ZLxXu0yH28o/s320/P8120090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabby in a one piece suit featuring&lt;br /&gt;traditional Milne Bay bagi and lime&lt;br /&gt;pot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzKKE-_CNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/8psF-iZRT_M/s1600-h/P8120099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110681951644092626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzKKE-_CNI/AAAAAAAAA_0/8psF-iZRT_M/s320/P8120099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Margie in bright blue one piece suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzLB0-_COI/AAAAAAAAA_8/VUmC_5wuRfE/s1600-h/P8120112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110682909421799650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzLB0-_COI/AAAAAAAAA_8/VUmC_5wuRfE/s320/P8120112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Vivien in blue bikini &amp;amp; matching sarong&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzLdU-_CPI/AAAAAAAABAE/Gz37sl0tmeE/s1600-h/P8120168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110683381868202226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzLdU-_CPI/AAAAAAAABAE/Gz37sl0tmeE/s320/P8120168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Julie,Margie,Gabby &amp;amp; Vivien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzPLE-_CRI/AAAAAAAABAU/hyf10QrjtGE/s1600-h/P8120252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110687466382100754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzPLE-_CRI/AAAAAAAABAU/hyf10QrjtGE/s320/P8120252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Rags2Riches also designs Casual Wear&lt;br /&gt;inlcuding bags like this one made from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzPeU-_CSI/AAAAAAAABAc/Kgm9R6WnfDw/s1600-h/P8120276.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110687797094582562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzPeU-_CSI/AAAAAAAABAc/Kgm9R6WnfDw/s320/P8120276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; On the night of the Miss MB Crowning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we also promoted education &amp;amp; literacy in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PNG by printing educational messages on t-shirts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzQkk-_CUI/AAAAAAAABAs/8PCenZ1OAFM/s1600-h/P8120260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110689003980392770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzQkk-_CUI/AAAAAAAABAs/8PCenZ1OAFM/s320/P8120260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-7394615058370608256?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/7394615058370608256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=7394615058370608256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7394615058370608256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7394615058370608256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/09/miss-milne-bay-girls-photo-shoot.html' title='Miss Milne Bay girls photo shoot'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuzJVU-_CLI/AAAAAAAAA_k/2HTiHq5fmgQ/s72-c/P8120167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-1505381172206075897</id><published>2007-09-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:07:58.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a BIG BOY now! (Kaure turns 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEUOX5U0mI/AAAAAAAAA90/zsK67xhVdcI/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107385689580032610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEUOX5U0mI/AAAAAAAAA90/zsK67xhVdcI/s320/Alotau+Town+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yaaaay! It's my betdey! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi an Aunty Lucy, my baby sita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuER4n5U0kI/AAAAAAAAA9k/RWoz9qhzUv0/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107383116894622274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuER4n5U0kI/AAAAAAAAA9k/RWoz9qhzUv0/s320/Alotau+Town+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can wid a book aaall by myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RushIk-_CJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/IJPgba3MTYg/s1600-h/Kaure+cooking+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110214633432483986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RushIk-_CJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/IJPgba3MTYg/s320/Kaure+cooking+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I can bake biskets too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RusfLU-_CII/AAAAAAAAA_M/dsrenLY98Sg/s1600-h/P8120035.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110212481653868674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RusfLU-_CII/AAAAAAAAA_M/dsrenLY98Sg/s320/P8120035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My betday was on Thursday 16 August. I was 3 yias old, so now I’m a BIG BOY!&lt;br /&gt;On my betday my Mummy cooked me my spesol bwekfast and my Daddy came fwom Pot Mosbi in da big plane. I was weely happy det Daddy came to see me. Daddy bought me my wota pistols and lots of pwesents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my betday Daddy and Mummy took me to Alotau Intanesonal Hotel and we ate dinner deya. Daddy bought my favewit….. PWAANS! I love pwans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEWIH5U0nI/AAAAAAAAA98/ZFM09msdXPo/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107387781229105778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEWIH5U0nI/AAAAAAAAA98/ZFM09msdXPo/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEbOn5U0vI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Gyc0fJSDxHE/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107393390456394482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEbOn5U0vI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Gyc0fJSDxHE/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afta da pwans I ate ICE CREAM!! YUMMY!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy got me stwabewee ice cweam. Dets me an mummy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy's lookin' a bit spak fwom da wine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYEn5U0oI/AAAAAAAAA-E/olzWauQg0ZY/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107389920122819202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYEn5U0oI/AAAAAAAAA-E/olzWauQg0ZY/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My stomach was weely weely full afta dat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYcH5U0pI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EFsdINwj-xw/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107390323849745042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYcH5U0pI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EFsdINwj-xw/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was playing monsta monsta wid Daddy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and biting his nose off! Haa haaa…… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYz35U0qI/AAAAAAAAA-U/JvuMc_uc7a4/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107390731871638178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEYz35U0qI/AAAAAAAAA-U/JvuMc_uc7a4/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; My Daddy’s making funny monsta faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEZL35U0rI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wzpCBFsHqiQ/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107391144188498610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEZL35U0rI/AAAAAAAAA-c/wzpCBFsHqiQ/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I like playing wid my Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEZmn5U0sI/AAAAAAAAA-k/_ydxpk1kybQ/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107391603749999298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEZmn5U0sI/AAAAAAAAA-k/_ydxpk1kybQ/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I’m always happy when Daddy comes home to visit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEa_n5U0uI/AAAAAAAAA-0/L-BMAVIc70Y/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107393132758356706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEa_n5U0uI/AAAAAAAAA-0/L-BMAVIc70Y/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEcVX5U0wI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Otq-2iMC7lY/s1600-h/Kaure"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107394605932139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEcVX5U0wI/AAAAAAAAA_E/Otq-2iMC7lY/s320/Kaure%27s+bday+dinner+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy tinks I'm going to look like dis &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I'm a big man like Daddy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-1505381172206075897?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/1505381172206075897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=1505381172206075897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1505381172206075897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1505381172206075897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-big-boy-now-kaure-turns-3.html' title='I&apos;m a BIG BOY now! (Kaure turns 3)'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RuEUOX5U0mI/AAAAAAAAA90/zsK67xhVdcI/s72-c/Alotau+Town+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-8484804641940452692</id><published>2007-08-31T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:36:50.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Milne Bay Crowning Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rt0hpX5U0aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/hx7lHtMgcs4/s1600-h/Father"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106274547180818850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rt0hpX5U0aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/hx7lHtMgcs4/s320/Father%27s+Day+%2707+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Article in Post Courier-Wednesday 8th August '07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHxH5Uz8I/AAAAAAAAA4k/1XlHJFcstZw/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105190561859817410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHxH5Uz8I/AAAAAAAAA4k/1XlHJFcstZw/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; The newly crowned "Miss Milne Bay 2007"- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Miss Gabrielle Ova (Miss Education)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlB8X5UzrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZQiwy3aAlYQ/s1600-h/Crowning+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105184158063578802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlB8X5UzrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZQiwy3aAlYQ/s320/Crowning+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The contestants with outgoing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queen Mimousa Mark &amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;current Miss PNG-Genevieve Robert in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few months ago, I was approached by the Red Cross to help with designing some of the Casual Wear and Swim wear garments for The Red Cross Miss Milne Bay Quest Crowning Night which was held on Saturday 4th August at Masurina Lodge. I jumped at the opportunity having no idea what I was getting myself into and with the assistance of my good friends Jeanie Callister,Aila Nabwakuleia, a few screen printers, seamstresses and anyone else who was around to help, we put together the hottest fashion show ever to be seen at a crowning night in Milne Bay!(Well, I’d like to think so anyway!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. We designed 12 garments in total for Casual Wear and Swim Wear under the label " Rags2Riches". There were only 6 contestants so at least it wasn’t too much of a load. I love working with denim, It’s durable, always in fashion and looks great torn or tailored. Rags2Riches by JAM is the inspiration of three Milne Bay women-Jean Callister,Aila Nabwakuleia and myself. Rags2Riches is all about recycled fashion. We love nothing more than to buy worn out old jeans and make them into something more exciting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;As The National Book Week was held in the second week of August, we decided to create clothing with a message and to promote education and literacy in PNG. It was also an opportunity for us to create a bit of awareness for The Milne Bay Book Drive, something Australian AYAD Volunteer Jane McKenzie and I initiated before she left us in March this year . We’re basically sourcing new and used books from Australia and distributing them to schools around Milne Bay. With over 500 registered schools in the province, it’s a big task, but one we’re passionate about. Currently we have a lot of books in storage in&lt;br /&gt;Australia (Sydney,Brisbane,) and we need to raise funds to ship them up here. To date we have received over 1,000 books and have distributed to 19 different schools (Elementary,Primary &amp;amp; High Schools) in the province.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many schools in the province and throughout the country have limited resources and access to basic tools for learning such as books, stationary even desks and classrooms! All this does little to inspire children to develop a thirst for knowledge and to stay in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlCqX5UzsI/AAAAAAAAA2k/QTFpjnebaqI/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105184948337561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlCqX5UzsI/AAAAAAAAA2k/QTFpjnebaqI/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Miss Raven Estates-Margie modelling one of our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;revamped denim jackets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Our Casual Wear clothes featured a funky range of revamped denim skirts and jeans that were made from second hand jeans and skirts that were cut up, re-sewn and decorated with sequins,buttons,scarves,lace &amp; bits of fabric. For the tops, I bought t-shirts, cut them up again into different designs and then printed educational quotes on the front and back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlDcH5UzuI/AAAAAAAAA20/GRH5DswTPHQ/s1600-h/Crowning+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105185803036053218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlDcH5UzuI/AAAAAAAAA20/GRH5DswTPHQ/s320/Crowning+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Miss Masurina Ltd- Vivien in another one of our creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlDCn5UztI/AAAAAAAAA2s/RDp2pOcq4mQ/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105185364949389010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlDCn5UztI/AAAAAAAAA2s/RDp2pOcq4mQ/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlD0H5UzvI/AAAAAAAAA28/IVZ_poq70Cs/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105186215352913650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlD0H5UzvI/AAAAAAAAA28/IVZ_poq70Cs/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; The hunky male escorts!Poni and Nimrod in Rags2Riches T-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEIH5UzwI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kJq4fwxFfwE/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105186558950297346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEIH5UzwI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kJq4fwxFfwE/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEY35UzxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/cd2fMLVlPeg/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105186846713106194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEY35UzxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/cd2fMLVlPeg/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Miss Samarai Mariculture-Sylvia Benoma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;opened the show by bursting through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the Rags2Riches banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEm35UzyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UdKb52ALQ2g/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105187087231274786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlEm35UzyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UdKb52ALQ2g/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Sylvia in funky jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The clothes were all about having fun,being bold and confident. On the night, the contestants walked out with books or magazines in their hands and pretended to read on the cat walk. Tanya Doyle's catwalk coaching certainly paid off on the night. I was so proud of the girls, they were so much more confident and it showed! It was certainly something new for Alotau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlE7H5UzzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y1EUsmecZIA/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105187435123625778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlE7H5UzzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y1EUsmecZIA/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFKn5Uz0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ZzJPgyObJQ0/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105187701411598146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFKn5Uz0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ZzJPgyObJQ0/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lady in red- Gabrielle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Swimwear Category was just as exciting. Again, we used recycled denim, this time using stretch denim. We couldn’t find any white denim jeans in the second hand stores so we bleached the jeans instead.Local screen printer-Rohan Bate, dyed them and printed them with traditional Milne Bay motifs and patterns in contemporary colours. It was damn hard work for all involved, but Thanks to the fantastic local talent we have here in Alotau, we were able to make 6 pretty unique and sexy swimwear for our contestants. Pauline Ponifasio sewed the swimwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFfn5Uz1I/AAAAAAAAA3s/vRuYVIcsmog/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105188062188851026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFfn5Uz1I/AAAAAAAAA3s/vRuYVIcsmog/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Sylvia strutting her stuff and shown' some leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFt35Uz2I/AAAAAAAAA30/yjhyaDhnUIE/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105188307001986914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlFt35Uz2I/AAAAAAAAA30/yjhyaDhnUIE/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; The normally shy Miss Friends &amp; Family -Dako &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;was nowhere to be seen that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlF935Uz3I/AAAAAAAAA38/gvW6AD1RrSE/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105188581879893874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlF935Uz3I/AAAAAAAAA38/gvW6AD1RrSE/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Julie-Miss Baycabs, must have had the loudest cheers on the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I didn’t expect the response from the audience on the night. As soon as the girls walked out in their bikinis, everyone (ok, mainly the men!) swarmed to the stage to get photos and to get a closer look! What is it about bikinis?? I mean when the girls were in traditional dress with no tops on, it certainly didn’t have the same effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to hear some people saying “Did they make those here or overseas?”You wouldn’t have guessed the swimsuits were made from old pairs of jeans that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my first time to make crowns and I can assure you it was not easy! It’s one thing to sketch a design on paper and another to actually make the thing! Thank Goodness for Lucia Warren who was most helpful in helping me source the beautiful mother of pearl shells from Samarai Mariculture to make the crowns. My boss Simon was really supportive too. I also have to Thank our carpenter Philip Pima who almost lost a few fingers in cutting and shaping the shells! I don’t think either of us ever want to see another shell after that experience!(well, not for a while anyway). Jean as always, stepped in to give a hand with the last bit of stitching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlkZn5U0YI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HP2iY_NLdbo/s1600-h/Kaure+&amp;+Baby+Chris+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105222043970097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlkZn5U0YI/AAAAAAAAA8E/HP2iY_NLdbo/s320/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The original sketches for the crowns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHRX5Uz6I/AAAAAAAAA4U/tTLYpYfvT5M/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105190016398970786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHRX5Uz6I/AAAAAAAAA4U/tTLYpYfvT5M/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;If only you knew how many necklaces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jean and I cut up to make the crowns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHhH5Uz7I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uKY10CMlC8c/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105190286981910450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlHhH5Uz7I/AAAAAAAAA4c/uKY10CMlC8c/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Miss Charity Queen- Sylvia Benoma. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm not even going to mention how many times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I pricked my fingers sewing on the fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was too stressed trying to complete all the clothes, my dear friend Henz (Hennah Joku) came to my rescue and organised our clothes for the evening. I totally trust Henz's taste so when she offered to organise our shoes,dresses,make up,jewellery (underwear!! -trust me, Victoria's Secret is still very much a secret here in Alotau!), I jumped at the opportunity! Henz lives on Java Is. in Indonesia where shopping is great and sooo cheap! So after a frenzy of emails trying to specify sizes,and what particular style or cut of dress,shoes etc etc...we finally received our outfits in the mail via Post PNG's EMS service .....on the day of the Crowning!Talk about relief!You should have seen Jeannie and I opening up the parcels!We were like a pair of squealing 2 yr olds at x-mas! It was one of those do or die moments as we held our breaths not knowing if we'd like the outfits or not. Of course we loved them! Jeannie had a lovely green halter neck dress with plunging neckline and strappy silver heels. I went for a more Spanish look with a soft black flowing dress, red hair piece and a pair of red hot heels...which I am totally in love with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlKS35Uz-I/AAAAAAAAA40/9mTArmDLC9E/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105193340703657954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlKS35Uz-I/AAAAAAAAA40/9mTArmDLC9E/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Jean Callister-my partner in crime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't she gorgeous!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlGqX5Uz5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/WknKsecF_i4/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105189346384072594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlGqX5Uz5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/WknKsecF_i4/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maxine and Jeannie. Wherever we go, the noise follows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlUt35Uz_I/AAAAAAAAA48/n5oJDjsxkNQ/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105204799676403698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlUt35Uz_I/AAAAAAAAA48/n5oJDjsxkNQ/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The contestants in traditional attire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlVAX5U0AI/AAAAAAAAA5E/H1jK7kurMNk/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105205117503983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlVAX5U0AI/AAAAAAAAA5E/H1jK7kurMNk/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Back view of Sylvia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She is mixed Suau and Logea Is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlVj35U0CI/AAAAAAAAA5U/2hCpSqOdSKc/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105205727389339682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlVj35U0CI/AAAAAAAAA5U/2hCpSqOdSKc/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Dako dancing gracefully to the kundu drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlWUX5U0DI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dgj979H71D0/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206560612995122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlWUX5U0DI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dgj979H71D0/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Julie is mixed Manus and Raba Raba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Raba Raba costume is quite stunning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtln7n5U0ZI/AAAAAAAAA8M/o4Fts5cc9dk/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105225926620533138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtln7n5U0ZI/AAAAAAAAA8M/o4Fts5cc9dk/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Vivien Norris proudly holding her family's mwali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlWpn5U0EI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cNsYM_DRLKY/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105206925685215298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlWpn5U0EI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cNsYM_DRLKY/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Margie -"the catwalk queen", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;she walked like a professional model &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and was a natural &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlW5n5U0FI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8J6LsxyVrB4/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105207200563122258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlW5n5U0FI/AAAAAAAAA5s/8J6LsxyVrB4/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Vivien looked great in her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlXxH5U0JI/AAAAAAAAA6M/9LQ-66LgM7c/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105208154045862034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlXxH5U0JI/AAAAAAAAA6M/9LQ-66LgM7c/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Gabrielle's dress was uniquely Milne Bay with bagi shells hanging down her back and a Milne Bay print on the side. It was certainly eye-catching. I designed her dress then she had it slightly modified by the seamstress-Pauline Ponifasio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtk_tH5UzqI/AAAAAAAAA2U/IXN6tnTtIzw/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105181697047318178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtk_tH5UzqI/AAAAAAAAA2U/IXN6tnTtIzw/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Current Miss PNG-Genevieve Roberts was a guest at the crowning night. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found her &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;quite personable, she made an effort to walk around the room and mingle with guests which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlYSH5U0LI/AAAAAAAAA6c/XEEQ0ifdWHk/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105208720981545138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlYSH5U0LI/AAAAAAAAA6c/XEEQ0ifdWHk/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Recognise this guy? I didn't and Yes, it's Habona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;He was clean shaven and had on a new shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlYl35U0MI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bLM04MASjC8/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105209060283961538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlYl35U0MI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bLM04MASjC8/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Tanya Doyle-Former Miss PNG (1994) was instrumental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;in organising the event,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Mercinta-Elaine Maras-MC and Maxine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlY0n5U0NI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qAiioqI6uzQ/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105209313687032018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlY0n5U0NI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qAiioqI6uzQ/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Anne Wood &amp; my cousin Nimrod Nadile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZVX5U0PI/AAAAAAAAA68/6va1bI5OnWc/s1600-h/Crowning+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105209876327747826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZVX5U0PI/AAAAAAAAA68/6va1bI5OnWc/s320/Crowning+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Mimousa Mark-Outgoing Queen wearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; the crown for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZmX5U0QI/AAAAAAAAA7E/P2O2H78U8mI/s1600-h/Crowning+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105210168385523970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZmX5U0QI/AAAAAAAAA7E/P2O2H78U8mI/s320/Crowning+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Samatha &amp; mum Sarah Clark with friend Milli Saul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZ1H5U0RI/AAAAAAAAA7M/PiZwiRrNa8o/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105210421788594450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlZ1H5U0RI/AAAAAAAAA7M/PiZwiRrNa8o/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yaa pris!Det wan how? Sista girl Sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaFX5U0SI/AAAAAAAAA7U/NinVULLjp_s/s1600-h/Crowning+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105210700961468706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaFX5U0SI/AAAAAAAAA7U/NinVULLjp_s/s320/Crowning+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Hula dancing girls-Victoria,Marika and Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaSn5U0TI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zuNzlqeq_E4/s1600-h/Crowning+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105210928594735410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaSn5U0TI/AAAAAAAAA7c/zuNzlqeq_E4/s320/Crowning+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maxine backstage with musicians Ben and Jeremiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaxH5U0VI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lLJqtX_kiDc/s1600-h/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105211452580745554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RtlaxH5U0VI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lLJqtX_kiDc/s320/Miss+MBCrowning+Night+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;All dressed up! Jean and Betty from Red Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtlaen5U0UI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ZjHrsqJ0a-A/s1600-h/Crowning+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105211134753165634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rtlaen5U0UI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ZjHrsqJ0a-A/s320/Crowning+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Beautiful smiles from Sam and Victoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-8484804641940452692?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/8484804641940452692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=8484804641940452692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8484804641940452692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8484804641940452692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-milne-bay-crowning-night.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Milne Bay Crowning Night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rt0hpX5U0aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/hx7lHtMgcs4/s72-c/Father%27s+Day+%2707+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-8868963564247733494</id><published>2007-07-26T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:18:39.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Market Tok Tok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Because I do the ordering of food and shopping for the company, I don’t find it as enjoyable an experience when I’m shopping for myself. When it comes to the markets though, I could spend all day there if I wanted to. Alotau market is probably one of the best I’ve been to in PNG, in terms of safety factor, cleanliness and quality of food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx56wZgJWI/AAAAAAAAA18/T6sdaw2yFDw/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092579328980428130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx56wZgJWI/AAAAAAAAA18/T6sdaw2yFDw/s320/Alotau+Market+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Alotau Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5eQZgJUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Fp_SHFp0Sds/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092578839354156354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5eQZgJUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Fp_SHFp0Sds/s320/Alotau+Market+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Kaure drinking niu (young coconut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx4iAZgJQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/l6fQTkppJaM/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092577804267037954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx4iAZgJQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/l6fQTkppJaM/s320/Alotau+Market+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Young boys selling lime (made from burnt coral) at the market entrance.Lime,when chewed with mustard and buai (betel nut) produces the bright red colour that is a common sight on people's mouths in PNG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx8ZQZgJYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/x6_BqiMr5_c/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092582051989693826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx8ZQZgJYI/AAAAAAAAA2M/x6_BqiMr5_c/s320/Alotau+Market+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx25gZgJKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iNU9HhJ2t_o/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092576008970708130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx25gZgJKI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iNU9HhJ2t_o/s320/Alotau+Market+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; In fact any market outside of Moresby city, is a lot more pleasant. Put it down to too many bad marketing experiences in Pom (Port Moresby). If you’re female and alone in Pom walking the streets or in the markets, you can often be targeted by pick pocketers,opportunists etc. So usually it’s best to go with a friend. Here in Alotau, I’m free to go alone, take my time and it’s great not to have to check my back all the time. Our market has very strict regulations also. You can’t litter inside, eat or even chew buai (betel nut) so it’s very clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx4NQZgJPI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FDxQ5H6w_68/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092577447784752370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx4NQZgJPI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FDxQ5H6w_68/s320/Alotau+Market+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5sQZgJVI/AAAAAAAAA10/wvCH1kxMSEc/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092579079872324946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5sQZgJVI/AAAAAAAAA10/wvCH1kxMSEc/s320/Alotau+Market+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx35wZgJOI/AAAAAAAAA08/Rao4vsRId3k/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092577112777303266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx35wZgJOI/AAAAAAAAA08/Rao4vsRId3k/s320/Alotau+Market+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;PNG has so many varieties of bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I love green banana chips dipped in soy &amp; chilli sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;or just cooked with coconut,chicken and aibica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2rwZgJJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Gc6hEvaJwkc/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092575772747506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2rwZgJJI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Gc6hEvaJwkc/s320/Alotau+Market+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Outside the market are numerous stalls selling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;everything from food to cigarettes to buai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2dAZgJII/AAAAAAAAA0M/U4XKq_4AR4Y/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092575519344436354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2dAZgJII/AAAAAAAAA0M/U4XKq_4AR4Y/s320/Alotau+Market+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; A packet of cigarettes in the shops costs K9.00, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;here at the market stalls it's K8.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1uAZgJGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/j_km6Btuvek/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092574711890584674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1uAZgJGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/j_km6Btuvek/s320/Alotau+Market+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Another common sight around PNG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Where you find buai, you'll also find "loose" smokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2CQZgJHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-ks3R0xpXd8/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092575059782935666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx2CQZgJHI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-ks3R0xpXd8/s320/Alotau+Market+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Anyone for a hard boiled egg or "juice"? (cordial actually!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though, nothing beats the Highlands markets. Having grown up in Goroka in the Eastern Highlands Province, I do miss the abundant supply of broccoli, carrots, cabbage, potatoes, lettuce and everything was so huge and cheap! Highlanders definitely know how to garden. Here in Alotau people are only just starting to grow these types of veggies and even then, supply is not consistent. We are more known for our yams and tapioca (casava),bananas,pineapples,mangoes and taro. I never thought I’d miss tomatoes, we only get the cherry ones at the markets and they don’t taste as nice as the ones in the shops. Can you believe one tiny piece of broccoli in the supermarket costs K4.00-K5.00?? It’s crazy and if the container ships haven’t been in for a while to top up on supplies in the shops, cooking a meal can be fairly challenging. I refuse to buy frozen veggies, fresh is best as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s nice to experiment with local foods too. If there’s no lettuce, watercress is always good and I like stirfrying veggies using all the different types of greens in the market with a dash of oyster sauce or garlic butter. One thing great about being in Alotau is all the fresh seafood you can buy here especially fish, crabs, squid, shellfish etc. Prices are pretty good too.A large handful of shell fish is usually around K1.00, crabs K3-K5.00 each and fish can range from K5.00 - K20.00 for the really big ones. If I buy fish at the market, I like to cook it on the same day, especially with coconut cream and chilli or baked in the oven with white wine and garlic. Once you’re used to eating fresh fish, there’s no turning back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5QgZgJTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Uobl6YLABkI/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092578603130955058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx5QgZgJTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Uobl6YLABkI/s320/Alotau+Market+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Early Saturday morning's the best time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;buy fresh seafood at Alotau market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx3qwZgJNI/AAAAAAAAA00/tq6Wz5oB9Us/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092576855079265490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx3qwZgJNI/AAAAAAAAA00/tq6Wz5oB9Us/s320/Alotau+Market+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Shells-great as a soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx6JAZgJXI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5SnvpTkxfUk/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092579573793564018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx6JAZgJXI/AAAAAAAAA2E/5SnvpTkxfUk/s320/Alotau+Market+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Forest ferns-something I've acquired a taste for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;since moving to Alotau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the more exotic dishes you’ll find at the market include; tree possum, bandicoot or flying fox cooked whole and creamed with coconut!! Ewwww! I’m always one to try anything once so recently I tried the bandicoot (with rice and chillis) which I thought was cuscus (tree possum) and it wasn’t too bad I must say until I reached the paw, then I had to stop…it was so tiny and too much for me to handle! It didn’t help that I had Elaine and Jamon on the side screwing up their faces and saying GROSS!!! As for flying fox? If I close my eyes, yeah maybe but……..ewww….don’t know if I could bring myself to eat something that reminds me too much of something out of Aliens vs. Predator! I mean is there even any meat on those things???! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1IAZgJEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rju3oaNlkYA/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092574059055555650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1IAZgJEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rju3oaNlkYA/s320/Alotau+Market+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Flying foxes in coconut cream-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Doesn't this remind you of that scene in Alien vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Predator when the Alien's eggs start hatching and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;the little aliens start slithering out!Arrghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx05QZgJDI/AAAAAAAAAzk/13CuQUn-Wc0/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092573805652485170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx05QZgJDI/AAAAAAAAAzk/13CuQUn-Wc0/s320/Alotau+Market+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yes this is the badicoot's tail and NO I didn't eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx0lwZgJCI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tqEpNIjhw4Y/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092573470645036066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx0lwZgJCI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tqEpNIjhw4Y/s320/Alotau+Market+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Jamon wasn't too impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milne Bay women love to bake so they also sell great buns and biscuits at the market. There’s one lady I go to who makes the nicest, crunchiest coconut biscuits with a hint of leukot. Often you’ll see ladies selling bright coloured pandanus baskets and mats-another thing Milne Bayans are known for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx3cQZgJMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/CGsllb14kUo/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092576605971162306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx3cQZgJMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/CGsllb14kUo/s320/Alotau+Market+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt; My weakness is usually hot sago and chestnuts eaten with smoked squid, fresh water prawns or shell fish in coconut cream, threaded and sold on a coconut broom stick. Tastes great with fresh seaweed also and you can get all that for under K3.00! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1aAZgJFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/SZJloSLHyqM/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092574368293200978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx1aAZgJFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/SZJloSLHyqM/s320/Alotau+Market+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few bites of this and you're stuffed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-8868963564247733494?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/8868963564247733494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=8868963564247733494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8868963564247733494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8868963564247733494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/market-tok-tok.html' title='Market Tok Tok'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rqx56wZgJWI/AAAAAAAAA18/T6sdaw2yFDw/s72-c/Alotau+Market+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-1248978962269212016</id><published>2007-07-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:28:38.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny days again in Alotau!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt_NalyD-I/AAAAAAAAAwM/MSFc6-YFnQo/s1600-h/Kaure+&amp;+Baby+Chris+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087800072497926114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt_NalyD-I/AAAAAAAAAwM/MSFc6-YFnQo/s320/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Bums up!Kaure and friend Buta Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt_A6lyD9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/V6GH2Kfrwxw/s1600-h/Kaure+&amp;+Baby+Chris+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087799857749561298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt_A6lyD9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/V6GH2Kfrwxw/s320/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Fun in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt-x6lyD8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/K738XaZ2cYE/s1600-h/Kaure+&amp;+Baby+Chris+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087799600051523522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt-x6lyD8I/AAAAAAAAAv8/K738XaZ2cYE/s320/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           View of Haus Win from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                        upstairs verandah-Wanigili Centre,EMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt-L6lyD7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/SgSu4O61A6E/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087798947216494514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt-L6lyD7I/AAAAAAAAAv0/SgSu4O61A6E/s320/Alotau+Town+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Ground floor view of Wanigili Beachfront&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9_qlyD6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/lJjr2U5JCRY/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087798736763096994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9_qlyD6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/lJjr2U5JCRY/s320/Alotau+Town+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9zqlyD5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/mfXCJ9374NY/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087798530604666770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9zqlyD5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/mfXCJ9374NY/s320/Alotau+Town+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9pKlyD4I/AAAAAAAAAvc/eQVfdkAQp_U/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087798350216040322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt9pKlyD4I/AAAAAAAAAvc/eQVfdkAQp_U/s320/Alotau+Town+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-1248978962269212016?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/1248978962269212016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=1248978962269212016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1248978962269212016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1248978962269212016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunny-days-again-in-alotau.html' title='Sunny days again in Alotau!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt_NalyD-I/AAAAAAAAAwM/MSFc6-YFnQo/s72-c/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-1763892037805850982</id><published>2007-07-16T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:36:20.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I’m not working……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RptznalyDyI/AAAAAAAAAus/N2VQCZg0orA/s1600-h/Patti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087787325034991394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RptznalyDyI/AAAAAAAAAus/N2VQCZg0orA/s320/Patti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin Patricia Sinyoi modelling one of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my designs made from recycled denim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my passions is designing clothes, it’s something I’ve done ever since I was a kid. I am by no means a professional designer, it’s more of a hobby for me. I love nothing more then to pick up second hand garments at the markets or shops in Pom and turn them into something more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RptzLKlyDxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dKh9evcoxqU/s1600-h/maxine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087786839703686930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RptzLKlyDxI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dKh9evcoxqU/s320/maxine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maxine at 2003 Mama Lewa Art Exhibition&lt;br /&gt;Port Moresby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have accumulated numerous scrap books filled with nothing but sketches of one design or another, all are gathering dust. In 2002, while in Port Moresby, I worked up the courage and entered The Ice Fashion Awards, a nationwide fashion design competition. I came up with the idea of combining recycled denim and synthetic bilum (string bag) for a contemporary PNG look. I made it to the finals. That was 5 years ago. In 2003, I took part in an all woman art exhibition in Port Moresby entitled “Mama Lewa” which was organised by The Business and Professional Women’s Club. That was my first exhibition experience and I actually featured four paintings and a few of my denim n’ bilum garments. Amazingly,I sold 3 paintings, one was auctioned. The purpose of the exhibition was to raise funds to provide scholarships for young women in Port Moresby to further their education. I’m keen to organise a similar exhibition here in Alotau, perhaps early next year to coincide with International Women’s Day. Here are some of my creations (special Thanks to Cam Hollows for taking all the photos-except the last two,and his assistant Jane McKenzie).&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rptz9KlyDzI/AAAAAAAAAu0/YkTIiIMXk_U/s1600-h/Temari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087787698697146162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rptz9KlyDzI/AAAAAAAAAu0/YkTIiIMXk_U/s320/Temari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Temari modelling bilum n' denim skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0VKlyD0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/h6q2MRQjsRU/s1600-h/Jo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087788111014006594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0VKlyD0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/h6q2MRQjsRU/s320/Jo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joanne in bilum n' denim mini skirt and top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0k6lyD1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/3AomFM5CwxI/s1600-h/Thongs+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087788381596946258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0k6lyD1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/3AomFM5CwxI/s320/Thongs+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bilum Thongs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0w6lyD2I/AAAAAAAAAvM/u2TM_ahwFjA/s1600-h/Jo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087788587755376482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt0w6lyD2I/AAAAAAAAAvM/u2TM_ahwFjA/s320/Jo+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bilum coconut tree pattern on jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt1A6lyD3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/sOpigbuvzVQ/s1600-h/Duran+&amp;+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087788862633283442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpt1A6lyD3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/sOpigbuvzVQ/s320/Duran+%26+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joanne,Durand and Temari&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Over the last few years, bilum outfits have become a lot more popular. There’s a lot of work involved in creating and weaving a bilum outfit and a full outfit can fetch anywhere from K300.00 and upwards. Not cheap!The garments however, are very eye-catching and unique. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpuB96lyD_I/AAAAAAAAAwU/-Y1OksgEhhQ/s1600-h/Kaure+&amp;+Baby+Chris+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087803104744837106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpuB96lyD_I/AAAAAAAAAwU/-Y1OksgEhhQ/s320/Kaure+%26+Baby+Chris+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my paintings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-1763892037805850982?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/1763892037805850982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=1763892037805850982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1763892037805850982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/1763892037805850982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-im-not-working.html' title='When I’m not working……'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RptznalyDyI/AAAAAAAAAus/N2VQCZg0orA/s72-c/Patti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-7167273572203763518</id><published>2007-07-15T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:29:45.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaure's Bubu - John Nilkare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpsaa6lyDwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/aqwtnXh7Eho/s1600-h/pap+wit+dancers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087689253751754498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpsaa6lyDwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/aqwtnXh7Eho/s320/pap+wit+dancers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure's Bubu John Nilkare(centre) dressed in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;traditional Simbu costume at a recent rally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at Omkolai,Simbu Province(Highlands).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's election time in PNG and Kaure's Bubu (Grandpa-Robert's Father) is currently standing for the Gumine Open Electorate Seat in his home province of Chimbu/Simbu.Here's a recent article about him featured in The National Newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nilkare: Nationals to push for return of village services dept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By ZACHERY PER &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PNG National Party-led government would strive to revive and restore the village services department initiated in the 1990s but had since gone into hibernation. Prominent businessman and former politician John Nilkare revealed this during a PNG National Party rally in Omkolai in the Gumine district of South Simbu last Friday. Mr Nilkare said PNG National Party had strong policies in reviving and strengthening services meant for the rural areas of PNG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said if he wins the Gumine seat and is in the engine room of a PNG National Party-led government, the village services department of the Government would be revived for efficient services to filter down to the village level. Mr Nilkare, who once led the National Advancement Party in the 1990s succeeded in establishing the Village Services Department, aimed primarily at delivering goods and services to the village level. He is still a strong advocate for village services and is adamant that if his party gets into government, the programme would be revived. He told a big gathering at Omkolai that they would ensure that village court magistrates, peace officers, peace mediators and councillors were put on fortnightly payroll.&lt;br /&gt;“Funds earmarked for the district would be channeled from Waigani directly to the respective districts,” Mr Nilkare said. He challenged the people of Gumine that if they voted him to be their MP, he would ensure all deteriorating roads and bridges would be maintained before December this year.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“If I fail to deliver this promise to you,I will slaughter several cows and pigs for you, and if I succeed in delivering my promise, you the people of Gumine will slaughter&lt;br /&gt;the pigs and cows for me,” Mr Nilkare said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The former Gumine and Simbu Regional MP said Simbu province had a lot of highly educated professionals who were working outside. “A National Party-led government would ensure the creation of an environment attractive enough to bring them back to serve their own people and their country.” The Gumine seat is currently held by People’s National Congress (PNC) party man Nick Kuman. Simbu Regional’s People’s Progress Party candidate Aiwa Olmi also attended the rally and spoke to the people about his aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something tells me whichever way things turn out, there aren't going to be too many pigs or cows left in Chimbu after the elections!Kaure's only met his bubu a few times in Moresby,otherwise,there's not much contact with him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-7167273572203763518?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/7167273572203763518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=7167273572203763518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7167273572203763518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7167273572203763518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/kaures-bubu-john-nilkare.html' title='Kaure&apos;s Bubu - John Nilkare'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rpsaa6lyDwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/aqwtnXh7Eho/s72-c/pap+wit+dancers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-919969503002957357</id><published>2007-07-11T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:36:14.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I voted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTlERgtv4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/zBg-ByI-CT8/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085941740790988674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTlERgtv4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/zBg-ByI-CT8/s320/Alotau+Town+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              KB Community Hall-where voting took place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s election fever in PNG and for the first in my life, I actually voted!This was last Friday 6 July. I don’t know why, but for some reason I was expecting a bit more excitement, perhaps some fireworks, drum roll, a tribal fight or two maybe (nah, just kidding!That doesn’t actually happen in our part of the country). Maybe it was the end of the week and everyone had just had enough of all the election hype! Whatever the case,voting was a quiet and civil process that took place in a community hall in KB under the watchful (and rather bored) gaze of a few cops and electoral commission officials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest of the world is terrified of coming anywhere near PNG during the election period, we here in Alotau are carrying on with our daily lives as usual with little fuss and not much to talk about in the way of election-related dramas. I’m still walking the streets (ok,street!) with my son and nothing’s happened to us, people are still doing what they do everyday with no disturbances. I think the most dangerous thing I encountered on Saturday was my cousin Nimrod on his way to The Miss Milne Bay Quest-Sneak Preview at Cameron High.The guy was so gelled and spruced up I barely recognised him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTk2Bgtv3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rTmUv9eIQhs/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085941495977852786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTk2Bgtv3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rTmUv9eIQhs/s320/Alotau+Town+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Eeny Meeny Miney Mo.........Who's the fairest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                     leader of them all? &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTkhxgtv2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/Pr9vKY0lyQE/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085941148085501794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTkhxgtv2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/Pr9vKY0lyQE/s320/Alotau+Town+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Who should be our next Governor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                      Not much of a choice I'm afraid. Can some people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                       please smile o?    &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTkIxgtv1I/AAAAAAAAAt8/TzYFgD_U9Vc/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085940718588772178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTkIxgtv1I/AAAAAAAAAt8/TzYFgD_U9Vc/s320/Alotau+Town+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Sgt.Neasi &amp; Town Manager- Mr. Elliot, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;keeping a close eye on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTj0xgtv0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/lMBC2kq5VHc/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085940374991388482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTj0xgtv0I/AAAAAAAAAt0/lMBC2kq5VHc/s320/Alotau+Town+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  The polling booths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTjkxgtvzI/AAAAAAAAAts/_ZFMS9819hc/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085940100113481522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTjkxgtvzI/AAAAAAAAAts/_ZFMS9819hc/s320/Alotau+Town+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             View of the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTjORgtvyI/AAAAAAAAAtk/daIATuqnPUs/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085939713566424866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTjORgtvyI/AAAAAAAAAtk/daIATuqnPUs/s320/Alotau+Town+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              The Ballot Boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTi-BgtvxI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Uk2N3MLLT_E/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085939434393550610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTi-BgtvxI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Uk2N3MLLT_E/s320/Alotau+Town+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTimhgtvwI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fTXfa8t-__g/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085939030666624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTimhgtvwI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fTXfa8t-__g/s320/Alotau+Town+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good governance is one of the major themes covered in the six x 40 min Radio Drama Programs we’re currently producing (a Media for Development Initiative project), as a result, I’ve taken a lot more interest in Politics these days. For some interesting reading on our current members, check out http://milnebayelections.blogspot.com/2007/02/sitting-members.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTiLRgtvvI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TwVa7hCzcHQ/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085938562515189490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTiLRgtvvI/AAAAAAAAAtM/TwVa7hCzcHQ/s320/Alotau+Town+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Rait Man! (I mean, the guy wearing the shirt!)                                                         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some candidates printed bright t-shirts (like our current governor-Tim Neville,some drove around in their trucks up and down the highway talking on their loud hailers until their voices broke, many put up posters or banners around town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpThkRgtvuI/AAAAAAAAAtE/0HVsrZGC1y8/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085937892500291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpThkRgtvuI/AAAAAAAAAtE/0HVsrZGC1y8/s320/Alotau+Town+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Kaure Muala with Aunty Francesca Semoso-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                               Deputy Speaker-Autonomous Region of Bougainville.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                This is one amazing and dynamite of a woman.Franco and I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                               used to work together at PNG FM Ltd. many years ago. She has always been an advocate for women's issues and is an amazing public speaker. She has recently been awarded an OBE.She was here a few weeks ago attending an HIV/AIDS workshop hosted by PATTAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The community radio drama programs we’ve been working on for the past 10 months now are almost complete. Jobby Paiva (sound engineer, program director-CDI) is currently working on the last two episode while in Kutubu. So hopefully we should have them completed by mid August!!What a relief that’s going to be!It’s been a looong process, but one that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed.I can’t wait for the programs to be aired on Radio Milne Bay. I’m told the last radio drama programs were aired on the station some 5 yrs ago so am hoping we’ll get a good response from the public. The programs, covering HIV&amp;amp; AIDS as well as Domestic Violence in our province, are very entertaining and are presented in Milne Bay English and Tok Pisin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-919969503002957357?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/919969503002957357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=919969503002957357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/919969503002957357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/919969503002957357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-i-voted.html' title='Finally, I voted!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RpTlERgtv4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/zBg-ByI-CT8/s72-c/Alotau+Town+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-5993945645795067629</id><published>2007-07-03T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:54:28.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you've been in Alotau for a while when......</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Taxi driver says pay me later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You start wearing thongs (slippers) everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt; You start greeting people with “How” or "Gudi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y ou start chewing betel nut more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You become very fluent in Milne Bay English,therefore......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your ability to form basic sentences in English becomes more and more difficult and you start saying things like " My head is paining" or "Ewaa, det one how?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your idea of take away is hot sago,chestnuts and smoked squid or fish at the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You go for a walk and every second person says Gudi or Hallo to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You start planting tapioca and yams in your garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You actually start gardening,baking and sewing!Activities you would never have dreamed of doing before life in Milne Bay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Habona adds his shopping to yours at the check out counter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know how to ask for betel nut in 6 different languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You refer to everyone older than you as –Aunty, Uncle or Bubui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You’re buying new towels every month cos your relies keep&lt;br /&gt;walking away with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The only jewellery you have on is your bagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday nights you’re either at Napatana’s Trivia Night, Masurina’s Family Night or partying at The Jetty-Alotau Int'l Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You find a relative working in every shop or company you walk into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Every other person you meet was either your Mum or Dad’s classmate at Cameron High School.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rorc5BgtvtI/AAAAAAAAAs8/s7YeQZqNAy4/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083118001657331410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rorc5BgtvtI/AAAAAAAAAs8/s7YeQZqNAy4/s320/Alotau+Town+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         This is one of my Bubui's (Mum's mum) younger sisters-                                                                                      Bubui Goini who lives on Galahi Is. She may look like she's wearing lipstick but it's actually sada (betel nut). She's always smiling,is loud,loves a laugh and has a weakness for beads and bright coloured necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RorcRhgtvsI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tdGsI_K6nug/s1600-h/Alotau+Town+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083117323052498626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RorcRhgtvsI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tdGsI_K6nug/s320/Alotau+Town+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                          Another of my Grandmother's younger sisters-Haliesa (namesake), we both share the name of one of my great grand bubus-Adinaleu (pronounced Ahdeenahleooo). Haliesa was sick recently so has been in Alotau seeking treatment. She lives on Logea Is. and has a very gentle nature. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-5993945645795067629?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/5993945645795067629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=5993945645795067629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5993945645795067629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5993945645795067629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-youve-been-in-alotau-for-while.html' title='You know you&apos;ve been in Alotau for a while when......'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rorc5BgtvtI/AAAAAAAAAs8/s7YeQZqNAy4/s72-c/Alotau+Town+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-8750456272644260378</id><published>2007-07-02T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:34:17.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some old photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was recently sent some old photos of Kaure when he was around 4 months old by my friend Hennah Joku. Hennah lives and teaches at Malang State University on Java Island,Indonesia. She has a gorgeous daughter Shontae who lives in Port Moresby with her partner Paul Wynn. Hennah has been awarded yet another scholarship to further her studies in linguistics at Yogjakarta which means she'll be in Indo for the next 4 years!! Kaure and I will definitely be visiting!Hennah and I share a creative streak, we love to brainstorm and come up with crazy business ideas and we especially love to go second hand shopping together (fact: PNG women love to go second hand shopping!). On that note, Henz is probably the only friend I know who can fit into a 5 yr old's jeans and t-shirt- she is that tiny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our beautiful babies!I can't believe how fast he's grown! Kaure now knows how to answer the phone, he helps me cook, he loves to be told stories and prefers to select his own clothes in the mornings (I think Spiderman and Batman suits are getting a bit worn out this week) He also runs very fast so I should be losing that 10 kilos any day now.Something tells me he's going to be very athletic.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooCDhgtvqI/AAAAAAAAAsk/elo-KivqGNo/s1600-h/pals2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082877388999474850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooCDhgtvqI/AAAAAAAAAsk/elo-KivqGNo/s320/pals2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaure Muala at 4 months &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with friend Shontae Wynn -Port Moresby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooCPRgtvrI/AAAAAAAAAss/n9TD_pftmMM/s1600-h/pals1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082877590862937778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooCPRgtvrI/AAAAAAAAAss/n9TD_pftmMM/s320/pals1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooB2xgtvpI/AAAAAAAAAsc/UyM3Nux76qw/s1600-h/airways1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082877169956142738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooB2xgtvpI/AAAAAAAAAsc/UyM3Nux76qw/s320/airways1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying milkshakes with Mum and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shontae at Airways Pooside Cafe-Port Moresby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooBoBgtvoI/AAAAAAAAAsU/SwN-Q4gPx8c/s1600-h/airways2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082876916553072258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooBoBgtvoI/AAAAAAAAAsU/SwN-Q4gPx8c/s320/airways2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-8750456272644260378?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/8750456272644260378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=8750456272644260378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8750456272644260378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8750456272644260378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-old-photos.html' title='Some old photos'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RooCDhgtvqI/AAAAAAAAAsk/elo-KivqGNo/s72-c/pals2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-32308136651920100</id><published>2007-06-25T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T07:19:00.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's wet season in Milne Bay so yes from here on until about October, it'll be nothing but rainy days ahead. Actually they say it's usually around March/April that the wet season kicks in. Lately we've had a few sunny days but they are becoming rarer. Sometimes it feels like 4 seasons in one day! And when the rain does come,it almost sneaks up on you and then pours down on you when you least expect it. The sound of the rain is quite loud and thunderous in our building,after two years,I'm used to it but initially it was frightening. I've grown to appreciate it now and from our location, it's quite beautiful to watch the rain or a storm rolling in across the bay.Just so you get an idea of what it's like here at the moment, have a look at these images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MpfbScTI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Jxl3Y4N06Do/s1600-h/Miss+Milne+Bay+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080003917879865650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MpfbScTI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Jxl3Y4N06Do/s320/Miss+Milne+Bay+2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Alotau Market on a Saturday morning  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MVfbScSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/biDyH3o5rqU/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080003574282481954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MVfbScSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/biDyH3o5rqU/s320/Rainy+Days+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Main warf, Sanderson Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MIfbScRI/AAAAAAAAAr8/m-vyIaYtnow/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080003350944182546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MIfbScRI/AAAAAAAAAr8/m-vyIaYtnow/s320/Rainy+Days+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Two yachts in the bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_L3PbScQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/s1y0kueTdOw/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080003054591439106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_L3PbScQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/s1y0kueTdOw/s320/Rainy+Days+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Early morning at Gurney Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_LofbScPI/AAAAAAAAArs/da0GvLvy0L0/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080002801188368626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_LofbScPI/AAAAAAAAArs/da0GvLvy0L0/s320/Rainy+Days+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Driving in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_LUPbScOI/AAAAAAAAArk/VB0d1V6Qzqc/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080002453296017634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_LUPbScOI/AAAAAAAAArk/VB0d1V6Qzqc/s320/Rainy+Days+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   KBD Beachfront&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_K9fbScNI/AAAAAAAAArc/GGJEED_0-fE/s1600-h/Rainy+Days+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080002062453993682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_K9fbScNI/AAAAAAAAArc/GGJEED_0-fE/s320/Rainy+Days+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Kaure muala and his funky liklik puk puks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                (little crocs) from Uncle Cam &amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                           Aunty Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-32308136651920100?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/32308136651920100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=32308136651920100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/32308136651920100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/32308136651920100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-comes-rain.html' title='Here comes the rain!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_MpfbScTI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Jxl3Y4N06Do/s72-c/Miss+Milne+Bay+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-4249604782965795553</id><published>2007-06-25T05:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:35:38.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast by the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_AGvbScJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/8bp2KqAJFl8/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079990126739878034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_AGvbScJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/8bp2KqAJFl8/s320/Alotau+Market+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanigili Beach front facing Waga Waga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes on a Sunday morning if the sky's clear and the sea's calm I like to take Kaure paddling in the canoe. We pack a few munchies and a drink and paddle out to have brekky with the fish. Kaure's always intrigued, he loves looking at the fish and just being out on the water and it gives me a chance to practise my paddling skills! A few Sundays ago, we had Javier and Jamon Simpson over for the week-end and decided to have breakfast on the beach for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn--g_bScDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0ZzRHIUruSo/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079988378688188466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn--g_bScDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0ZzRHIUruSo/s320/Alotau+Market+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaure,Javier and Jamon Simpson playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having come up with the "brilliant" idea to cook pancakes over the fire, I soon realised it wasn't as easy or as fun as I had imagined it to be. Number one I had to find dry wood (it had been pouring with rain the whole week so trying to find anything remotely dry was pretty challenging), Number two I had to make the fire which didn't happen right away (when you have 4 hungry kids staring at you, it can be slightly stressful!), Number three, I had to actually make the perfect pancake which was no easy feat let me assure you, not when you've got smoke coming at you from every angle, your eyes are watering and you're constantly being told by an eleven year old (Jamon) just what the perfect pancake should look like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn--tvbScEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dpzm1Kjn5ik/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079988597731520578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn--tvbScEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dpzm1Kjn5ik/s320/Alotau+Market+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The quest for the perfect pancake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was meant to be an easy going relaxing Sunday morning brekky by the beach ended up being a rather stressful and exhausting experience! No, it wasn't that bad really, after 2 flops with the pancakes (I was using an el cheapo frying pan so had to change it to the heavier one) by the third round when I finally did make the perfect pancake all the kids actually cheered!!We ended up having pancakes with honey and french toast -hey it was all worth it but when Jeannie (my girlfriend) called later that morning and suggested we make a fire and have lunch by the beach I had to decline- I was all fired out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn---_bScFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/T7Dai73ktU8/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079988894084264018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn---_bScFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/T7Dai73ktU8/s320/Alotau+Market+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rosita and Kaure digging into his pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_dPbScGI/AAAAAAAAAqk/K2VwXQa3aHE/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079989413775306850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_dPbScGI/AAAAAAAAAqk/K2VwXQa3aHE/s320/Alotau+Market+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiles at last after finally having a taste of&lt;br /&gt;pancake! If you're wondering what that bright &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;red structure in the background is,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's a Gogodala war canoe  from Western Province&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; (it fits up to 50 men)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_r_bScHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/jAbx18lzkGA/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079989667178377330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_r_bScHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/jAbx18lzkGA/s320/Alotau+Market+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the distance is the way home to Sariba Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_3fbScII/AAAAAAAAAq0/zlkfon6r_wY/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079989864746872962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn-_3fbScII/AAAAAAAAAq0/zlkfon6r_wY/s320/Alotau+Market+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even managed to make French toast &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a la fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_BufbScKI/AAAAAAAAArE/jv0h9yGjdDg/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079991909151305890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_BufbScKI/AAAAAAAAArE/jv0h9yGjdDg/s320/Alotau+Market+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_C4vbScMI/AAAAAAAAArU/7ztHtn_h23k/s1600-h/Alotau+Market+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079993184756592834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_C4vbScMI/AAAAAAAAArU/7ztHtn_h23k/s320/Alotau+Market+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not sure what that is? it's an upside down coconut. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-4249604782965795553?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/4249604782965795553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=4249604782965795553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4249604782965795553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4249604782965795553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/breakfast-by-beach.html' title='Breakfast by the beach'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rn_AGvbScJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/8bp2KqAJFl8/s72-c/Alotau+Market+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-6872605803430828323</id><published>2007-06-14T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:37:19.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hallo!It's me Kaure.Last week my daddy came from Mosbi to see me. My daddy's name is Robert Nilkare. I didn't see him for a looong time so my mummy called him and he came in da biiiiig plane to Alotau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075889180296506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEuUPbSbdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZZz1gHGB_As/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEuIPbSbcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/13R6ehzXUc4/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075888974138076610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEuIPbSbcI/AAAAAAAAAkc/13R6ehzXUc4/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like sleeping wid my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEt7PbSbbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/1PR-kp2Dekc/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075888750799777202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEt7PbSbbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/1PR-kp2Dekc/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and me have da same nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEtuvbSbaI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dZgxeeECeAU/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075888536051412386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEtuvbSbaI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dZgxeeECeAU/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love mummy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When my daddy comes, he used to take me in his car and we used to go for spin in town.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEqjfbSbVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Yc_hProcbJA/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075885044243000658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEqjfbSbVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Yc_hProcbJA/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My daddy's from Chimbu,in da highlands where deyas plenty of biiig mountains. Mummy said it's very cold up dea. I want to go dea wid my daddy one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEqRfbSbUI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ANRdpcjlTOI/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075884735005355330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEqRfbSbUI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ANRdpcjlTOI/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me an daddy spinning in da car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpzPbSbTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/pw0Kg3BGnc0/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075884215314312498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpzPbSbTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/pw0Kg3BGnc0/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to da airport to leave daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpivbSbSI/AAAAAAAAAjM/BG-mzETslMY/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075883931846470946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpivbSbSI/AAAAAAAAAjM/BG-mzETslMY/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to da riva before da plane came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpS_bSbRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LVyIKnBdDC0/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075883661263531282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpS_bSbRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LVyIKnBdDC0/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like trowin' stones in da riva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy used to take me to Papindo to buy my prawns den we go back to the house and he cooks dem for me. I love prawns, so does mummy, but daddy can't eat prawns, adawise he might get sick. Daddy always cooks me yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpAfbSbQI/AAAAAAAAAi8/p5LhXaYGS6I/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075883343435951362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEpAfbSbQI/AAAAAAAAAi8/p5LhXaYGS6I/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Det's me eating daddy's pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEo0vbSbPI/AAAAAAAAAi0/g5LUxMEsS1Y/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075883141572488434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEo0vbSbPI/AAAAAAAAAi0/g5LUxMEsS1Y/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My daddy went on da plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEoqfbSbOI/AAAAAAAAAis/R9ZjuUFcUBk/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075882965478829282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEoqfbSbOI/AAAAAAAAAis/R9ZjuUFcUBk/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saw daddy going and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEohvbSbNI/AAAAAAAAAik/itEJkXuIHoE/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075882815154973906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEohvbSbNI/AAAAAAAAAik/itEJkXuIHoE/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not happy wid daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy lives in Mosbi.His office is in town. He stayed for short time an den he went back in da big plane. I was sad when he left me. He made me cry when he got on da plane. I want to go to Mosbi an see my daddy but mummy said later we'll go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-6872605803430828323?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/6872605803430828323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=6872605803430828323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6872605803430828323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6872605803430828323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-daddy-and-me.html' title='My Daddy and me'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnEuUPbSbdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZZz1gHGB_As/s72-c/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-5159112537692970167</id><published>2007-06-07T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T04:03:35.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cocktail affair of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was the perfect evening. Along the beach front, the torches were lit, the decorations were up, the food was prepared, the D J was playing down the tunes, all was set for the cocktail affair of the month. Friday 1st June 2007, Alotau Enterprise (Alotau Supermarket/Family Store/Hard Ware) celebrated it's 25th Anniversary at Wanigili Centre. 300 people flocked to our venue, the majority of the guests were management and staff of AE and the rest were visitors from out of town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, guests were greeted at the main foyer by a line of Trobriand Islanders in traditional dress. The auditorium was a kaleidoscope of colours with people decked out in pacific island shirts and dresses, grass skirts even saris and of course cocktail dresses. I’d never seen so many glamorous people at Wanigili! Thankfully,the rain had disappeared, replaced by an air of excitement and anticipation as the crowd warmed up with the beers and wines while waiting for the evening program to unfold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCuqfbSbLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LZztpYmu30Y/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075748825060240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCuqfbSbLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LZztpYmu30Y/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the guests arriving at the function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCuWfbSbKI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ea1NhEGLmEw/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075748481462856866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCuWfbSbKI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ea1NhEGLmEw/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maxine behind the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCts_bSbJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/91WkrFAplQI/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075747768498285714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCts_bSbJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/91WkrFAplQI/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the delicious nibblies prepared on the night.&lt;br /&gt;The spring rolls were delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCs2_bSbII/AAAAAAAAAh8/VHsH1z0JafY/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075746840785349762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCs2_bSbII/AAAAAAAAAh8/VHsH1z0JafY/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Kiriwina dancers and Alotau Enterprise&lt;br /&gt;Staff waiting to meet guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the agenda was the traditional Chinese Lion Dancing. This was a spectacular show performed by a troup of Moresby-based Chinese dancers. The two lions danced, jumped and rolled to the beat of a drums. It was my first time (and Kaure’s) to see Lion Dancing up close. The costumes were striking and the dancers extremely well co-ordinated especially with two dancers per lion. The highlight was when the lions moved onto the board walk and danced beneath the fire crackers-pretty daring stuff!.These went off with such a loud bang a lot of people freaked out (myself included!). I swear my ear drums popped! I think a few people probably shat themselves! I recall one concerned guest screaming at us to “ PUT THE BLINDS UP! THE BUILDING’S GOING TO CATCH ON FIRE!!”.Nothing of the sort happened of course!(As if we’d let that happen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCsW_bSbHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Ib1dmbFJWwg/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075746291029535858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCsW_bSbHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Ib1dmbFJWwg/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lions danced to the drums and not sure what the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other instrument is, a tambourine-type-thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCr8fbSbGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bR4c7049rNA/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075745835763002466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCr8fbSbGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bR4c7049rNA/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the lion-beautiful colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCrl_bSbFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BMYpAdJEwok/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075745449215945810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCrl_bSbFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BMYpAdJEwok/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions doing some tricky stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCq2fbSbEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-KH4EnZzWOI/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075744633172159554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCq2fbSbEI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-KH4EnZzWOI/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire crackers were the highlight of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCqdPbSbDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/DhXQEZ6WL-s/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075744199380462642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCqdPbSbDI/AAAAAAAAAhU/DhXQEZ6WL-s/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Alotau Enterprise General Manager-Tim Seeto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in the middle with brown shirt) and family and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the lion dancers from Moresby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the dancing, the speeches took place and then it was the Trobriand Islanders turn to steal the show. The dancers came out in full costume, singing and dancing. They had travelled all the way from Kiriwina (Trobriand Islands to Alotau is about 18 hours by boat) to provide some local entertainment especially for the function .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCp-_bSbCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/pWAcT9XORnM/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075743679689419810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCp-_bSbCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/pWAcT9XORnM/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Kuma Besa Tapioca!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCprfbSbBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wC35LFK2Rgw/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075743344681970706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCprfbSbBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/wC35LFK2Rgw/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful dancers in their traditional finery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCpRvbSbAI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qc37XteE8io/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075742902300339202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCpRvbSbAI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qc37XteE8io/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think I've ever seen a Trobs dancer with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;saggy boobs!(hmm probably because they only get the young ones to dance!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the cake was cut, the music was turned up and then it was time to party, and party we did!The Trobriand Islanders wasted no time in grabbing a partner and hitting the dance floor. They seemed to respond naturally to whatever music was playing. Venga Boys was certainly a hot favourite!Normally I can't stand techno but that night I was jumping up and down and grooving with the rest of them whether it was to Venga Boys or Tolai Rock!??? Strongpela Samatex acting Tolai!I didn't even have one drop of alcohol all night!What can I say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we all got into the spirit of the night and even the Filipinos were going off!We all had a ball, so much so that despite dancing bare foot all night, my feet were killing the next day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCouPbSa_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/0oiY8nSJ6_g/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075742292414983154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCouPbSa_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/0oiY8nSJ6_g/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr &amp; Mrs. Seeto-parents of Tim Seeto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCogfbSa-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Kf8bacFjC8w/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075742056191781858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCogfbSa-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Kf8bacFjC8w/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vero-our head chef cutting the absolutely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scrumptious (and huge) chocolate cake baked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Raphael-one of the Filipino managers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCoFvbSa9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/WAQ-ByzbyLA/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075741596630281170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCoFvbSa9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/WAQ-ByzbyLA/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pacific Island style shirts were the go that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCnmfbSa8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/oI2bak8qVQk/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075741059759369154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCnmfbSa8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/oI2bak8qVQk/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Oh Geez! Where do I look?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCnLfbSa7I/AAAAAAAAAgU/d7Pfk9Ul2WQ/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075740595902901170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCnLfbSa7I/AAAAAAAAAgU/d7Pfk9Ul2WQ/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harry,Joeena &amp; Javier Simpson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;join the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCmpfbSa6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/kdyACudgVRI/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075740011787348898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCmpfbSa6I/AAAAAAAAAgM/kdyACudgVRI/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Wow there's two of them!They must really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like my moves!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCmM_bSa5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/j4DfhA9XyYs/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075739522161077138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCmM_bSa5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/j4DfhA9XyYs/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanya Doyle-Looking divine and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;showin' some serious moves on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dance floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnClqfbSa4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/LAfqnjCikh4/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075738929455590274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnClqfbSa4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/LAfqnjCikh4/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trobs girls givin' it to Venga Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnClQvbSa3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/rwU-tVWVZEw/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075738487073958770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnClQvbSa3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/rwU-tVWVZEw/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Trobs boys were pretty good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCkrvbSa2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/VWU3pr363Cw/s1600-h/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075737851418798946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCkrvbSa2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/VWU3pr363Cw/s320/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zen Alaluku and Maxine in party mode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-5159112537692970167?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/5159112537692970167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=5159112537692970167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5159112537692970167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5159112537692970167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/cocktail-affair-of-month.html' title='The cocktail affair of the month'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RnCuqfbSbLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/LZztpYmu30Y/s72-c/Alotau+Ent.25yrs+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-5519752536623629486</id><published>2007-06-03T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:43:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Garden</title><content type='html'>One thing I love about being in Milne Bay is that everything grows so easily here. I love tropical flowers, the brighter, the better, especially hibiscus,frangipanis and heliconias so am often collecting and exchanging different varieties with other people. When I first arrived at EMB two years ago, there were no plants around the bungalows and not many flowering plants, now there's a lot more. Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJt14e-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/GaRb4xpK0T0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071736902835434898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJt14e-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/GaRb4xpK0T0/s320/May+Conferences+171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our bungalow surrounded by greenery, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a stark contrast to when we first arrived.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtlIe-9YI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QZWDBJ7l-3k/s1600-h/May+Conferences+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071736615072626050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtlIe-9YI/AAAAAAAAAfc/QZWDBJ7l-3k/s320/May+Conferences+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtXoe-9XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5YDjTyPb4ag/s1600-h/May+Conferences+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071736383144392050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtXoe-9XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5YDjTyPb4ag/s320/May+Conferences+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtK4e-9WI/AAAAAAAAAfM/asV6dVhbO0I/s1600-h/May+Conferences+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071736164101059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJtK4e-9WI/AAAAAAAAAfM/asV6dVhbO0I/s320/May+Conferences+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJs6oe-9VI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3eBS6rdtxak/s1600-h/May+Conferences+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071735884928185682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJs6oe-9VI/AAAAAAAAAfE/3eBS6rdtxak/s320/May+Conferences+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsp4e-9UI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T776_xkV7RA/s1600-h/May+Conferences+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071735597165376834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsp4e-9UI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T776_xkV7RA/s320/May+Conferences+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsYIe-9TI/AAAAAAAAAe0/MZPIGTDgRI0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071735292222698802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsYIe-9TI/AAAAAAAAAe0/MZPIGTDgRI0/s320/May+Conferences+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsCYe-9SI/AAAAAAAAAes/50_E0Te1jJU/s1600-h/May+Conferences+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071734918560544034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJsCYe-9SI/AAAAAAAAAes/50_E0Te1jJU/s320/May+Conferences+183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJre4e-9QI/AAAAAAAAAec/A_ZMi4JTGqE/s1600-h/May+Conferences+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071734308675187970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJre4e-9QI/AAAAAAAAAec/A_ZMi4JTGqE/s320/May+Conferences+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-5519752536623629486?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/5519752536623629486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=5519752536623629486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5519752536623629486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5519752536623629486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-garden.html' title='Our Garden'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJt14e-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAfk/GaRb4xpK0T0/s72-c/May+Conferences+171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-4315642164662128675</id><published>2007-06-02T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:03:17.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Massages &amp; Couch Therapy at the Bungalow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Couch Therapy at my bungalow is something that has accidentally become a bit of a ritual for my friends and I, especially on Sunday mornings. Elaine, Jeannie or both of them usually turn up some time in the morning or evening for coffee, tea,brunch,wine or left overs. It's basically an excuse to catch up and talk and laugh and talk and laugh some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a large cane couch on my verandah that I inherited some years ago from my dearest friend Haley Whitfield who now lives in Brisbane,Australia. It's a very comfy couch, perfect for recovering from a hang over or just lazing around on. Last Sunday we invited the lovely Anne Wood, a Beauty Therapist who's new in town, to conduct a bit of foot therapy on us. Originally from Normanby Is. and Australia, Anne was previously working at The Nail Bar -Holiday Inn Hotel-Port Moresby. She is currenty looking at setting up shop here in Alotau which is great news for the ladies (and men-she even offers back waxing guys!) I'm not one to wear nail polish every day or pay much attention to a daily beauty routine, but every once in a while, it's kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJjQoe-9OI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QxkYRjekVP0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071725267769029858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJjQoe-9OI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QxkYRjekVP0/s320/May+Conferences+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeannie's first time to use a foot spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJjB4e-9NI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6vbKNYif2MA/s1600-h/May+Conferences+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071725014365959378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJjB4e-9NI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6vbKNYif2MA/s320/May+Conferences+206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anne cleaning Maxine's foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJi1Ye-9MI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nzDDLuROeas/s1600-h/May+Conferences+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071724799617594562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJi1Ye-9MI/AAAAAAAAAd8/nzDDLuROeas/s320/May+Conferences+209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maxine's feet after the foot makeover.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like having your feet&lt;br /&gt;pampered after a long hard&lt;br /&gt;week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJioYe-9LI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2LGT0bkgLcc/s1600-h/May+Conferences+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071724576279295154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJioYe-9LI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2LGT0bkgLcc/s320/May+Conferences+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you're in Alotau and you&lt;br /&gt;need some serious beauty therapy, see Anne&lt;br /&gt;Wood. She runs "Perfect Paws-for people" and&lt;br /&gt;offers Manicures, Pedicures and Waxing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for men &amp; women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJiboe-9KI/AAAAAAAAAds/og0kCk7qS9s/s1600-h/May+Conferences+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071724357235963042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJiboe-9KI/AAAAAAAAAds/og0kCk7qS9s/s320/May+Conferences+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Elaine whipped up some Pisang&lt;br /&gt;Manis (Sweet Banana,honey &amp; lime) for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJiQ4e-9JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9-pwGYscUhc/s1600-h/May+Conferences+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071724172552369298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJiQ4e-9JI/AAAAAAAAAdk/9-pwGYscUhc/s320/May+Conferences+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJh-4e-9II/AAAAAAAAAdc/b05ZrlX-wCo/s1600-h/May+Conferences+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071723863314723970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJh-4e-9II/AAAAAAAAAdc/b05ZrlX-wCo/s320/May+Conferences+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couch Therapy the night before&lt;br /&gt;with candles,hibiscus &amp; a bottle of Port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJFAoe-9HI/AAAAAAAAAdU/VQagsfCm6LE/s1600-h/May+Conferences+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071692007542289522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJFAoe-9HI/AAAAAAAAAdU/VQagsfCm6LE/s320/May+Conferences+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeannie &amp; Kaure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJE0oe-9GI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Vl6PD_KqYrg/s1600-h/May+Conferences+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071691801383859298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJE0oe-9GI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Vl6PD_KqYrg/s320/May+Conferences+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somebody's not very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJEmYe-9FI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vNjm9-8rtl4/s1600-h/May+Conferences+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071691556570723410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJEmYe-9FI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vNjm9-8rtl4/s320/May+Conferences+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elaine after a few glasses of Port.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-4315642164662128675?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/4315642164662128675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=4315642164662128675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4315642164662128675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4315642164662128675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/foot-massages-couch-therapy-at-bungalow.html' title='Foot Massages &amp; Couch Therapy at the Bungalow'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmJjQoe-9OI/AAAAAAAAAeM/QxkYRjekVP0/s72-c/May+Conferences+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-5017863347771423084</id><published>2007-06-01T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:51:16.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trobriand Carvings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEpYe-85I/AAAAAAAAAbk/NiGe-0b599M/s1600-h/May+Conferences+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071339764389442450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEpYe-85I/AAAAAAAAAbk/NiGe-0b599M/s320/May+Conferences+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEb4e-84I/AAAAAAAAAbc/OmuUuWWbAWE/s1600-h/May+Conferences+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071339532461208450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEb4e-84I/AAAAAAAAAbc/OmuUuWWbAWE/s320/May+Conferences+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEEYe-83I/AAAAAAAAAbU/TgPblP1nkXY/s1600-h/May+Conferences+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071339128734282610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEEYe-83I/AAAAAAAAAbU/TgPblP1nkXY/s320/May+Conferences+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEDw4e-82I/AAAAAAAAAbM/Fbc1rU1zIgY/s1600-h/May+Conferences+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071338793726833506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEDw4e-82I/AAAAAAAAAbM/Fbc1rU1zIgY/s320/May+Conferences+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEDaYe-81I/AAAAAAAAAbE/cCLxNIdrjtQ/s1600-h/May+Conferences+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071338407179776850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEDaYe-81I/AAAAAAAAAbE/cCLxNIdrjtQ/s320/May+Conferences+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmECzIe-8zI/AAAAAAAAAa0/c1km6OpyA_4/s1600-h/May+Conferences+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071337732869911346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmECzIe-8zI/AAAAAAAAAa0/c1km6OpyA_4/s320/May+Conferences+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmECjoe-8yI/AAAAAAAAAas/ghnodMFL-7E/s1600-h/May+Conferences+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071337466581938978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmECjoe-8yI/AAAAAAAAAas/ghnodMFL-7E/s320/May+Conferences+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traditional Lime Pot made from a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gourd which has been smoked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over the fire then scraped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to form intricate patterns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lid is made out of a pig's tusk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and tightly rolled banana leaves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Milne Bay,Trobriand Islanders are well known for many things, most notably for their Yam Festival, their famous and very provocative "Tapioca" dance, their loud and boisterous manner and their carvings which are quite unique. For some reason memories of being encircled by a group of very excited (and I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXCITED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) Trobriand male dancers comes to mind. Yes, now I recall, that was at the closing dinner for the SPREP conference a few years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find Trobriand Islanders to be very open about their sexuality, more so than people from other parts of the province. Theirs is certainly a fascinating culture and although I'm from Milne Bay, I still have so much to learn about the many different cultures in our province. One thing I've noticed is that when there's a big event or cultural festival on, The Trobriand Islanders usually get the loudest cheers. They are often the highlight not only because their costumes are bright red and eye-catching but also because they are highly entertaining to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever we host a conference or we have guests in house, you can be sure to find several Trobriand men sitting under a tree in the yard selling their wares. While I don't mind most of the time, sometimes they can really test your patience. Like when they sit around till 6pm even though they can see there's no one around to sell to!! Anything for a sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a warning too. If you buy something from them, don't be surprised if they keep coming back week after week after week to sell even more carvings to you. Unfortunately at times there just aren't enough tourists here to sell their wares to, so it can be pretty tough for them. Check out some of the amazing carvings they produce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-5017863347771423084?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/5017863347771423084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=5017863347771423084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5017863347771423084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5017863347771423084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/06/trobriands-and-their-carvings.html' title='Trobriand Carvings'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmEEpYe-85I/AAAAAAAAAbk/NiGe-0b599M/s72-c/May+Conferences+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-4123177271514889600</id><published>2007-05-30T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:43:07.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Madness!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PNG &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onal Secretaries Conference &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wanigili Centre - Education Milne Bay Ltd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDtVIe-8wI/AAAAAAAAAac/w337fnXn03w/s1600-h/May+Conferences+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071314127729652482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDtVIe-8wI/AAAAAAAAAac/w337fnXn03w/s320/May+Conferences+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The notice board at the main entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDs-Ie-8vI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZScPvjZ8Wd8/s1600-h/May+Conferences+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071313732592661234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDs-Ie-8vI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZScPvjZ8Wd8/s320/May+Conferences+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                               The conference was officially launched by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;               &lt;strong&gt;                                  &lt;/strong&gt;The honourable Governor Mr. Tim Neville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsoYe-8uI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WNslRo-EEn8/s1600-h/May+Conferences+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071313358930506466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsoYe-8uI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WNslRo-EEn8/s320/May+Conferences+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                                          There were 200 participants there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsWYe-8tI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IOBd9U1soc0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071313049692861138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsWYe-8tI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IOBd9U1soc0/s320/May+Conferences+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                               The lovely Mea Lou-President of The PNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                                Secretaries Association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsHIe-8sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/AZ9Q4FL9jT4/s1600-h/May+Conferences+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071312787699856066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDsHIe-8sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/AZ9Q4FL9jT4/s320/May+Conferences+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              My two beautiful Aunties-Lydia and Julie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              also attended the conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrxoe-8rI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Eex8XXXkrs0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071312418332668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrxoe-8rI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Eex8XXXkrs0/s320/May+Conferences+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                                         Gretel-multi skilled and always&lt;br /&gt;                                                          efficient.Here she awaits guests&lt;br /&gt;                                                         to come up for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrg4e-8qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bQGlvjh_FP4/s1600-h/May+Conferences+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071312130569859746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrg4e-8qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/bQGlvjh_FP4/s320/May+Conferences+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              Part of the unique Wanigili experience is our&lt;br /&gt;                                              Claypot Cooking. Milne Bayans traditionally&lt;br /&gt;                                              cook in claypots. We like to add a contemporary&lt;br /&gt;                                              touch by cooking chicken or lamb curries in addition to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              usual local vegetables in coconut cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrSYe-8pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5vWW0sKlZgI/s1600-h/May+Conferences+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071311881461756562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDrSYe-8pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5vWW0sKlZgI/s320/May+Conferences+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                               A traditional wooden Milne Bay bowl decorates the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDq7Ye-8oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/r1mJ05jdf5Y/s1600-h/May+Conferences+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071311486324765314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDq7Ye-8oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/r1mJ05jdf5Y/s320/May+Conferences+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              Lunch time! The ladies certainly enjoyed the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl32z4e-8dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/SkVRJK4jGuI/s1600-h/May+Conferences+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070480126685147602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl32z4e-8dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/SkVRJK4jGuI/s320/May+Conferences+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                             Alotau International Hotel's "Jetty" night club &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                             was transformed into a dining room for the ladies'&lt;br /&gt;                                              closing dinner function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2JEIe-8bI/AAAAAAAAAX0/PY652FXPpZ0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070359459578966450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2JEIe-8bI/AAAAAAAAAX0/PY652FXPpZ0/s320/May+Conferences+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;                                              Sandy Givens-well known Australian Public Speaker and&lt;br /&gt;                                              facilitator for The Secretaries Conference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She was fantastic and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;totally inspiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Here she's decked out in gifts presented to her by the secretaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2IzIe-8aI/AAAAAAAAAXs/j8NC3IBoHy8/s1600-h/May+Conferences+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070359167521190306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2IzIe-8aI/AAAAAAAAAXs/j8NC3IBoHy8/s320/May+Conferences+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Later that night while waiting for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;secretaries to finish boogying at The Jetty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I caught up with Elaine and my cousin Nimrod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;National Health Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wanigili Centre,EMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2GV4e-8ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0DRAeyRvOwQ/s1600-h/May+Conferences+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070356465986761106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2GV4e-8ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/0DRAeyRvOwQ/s320/May+Conferences+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Flags from all the different provinces were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;displayed at the entrance to Wanigili Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2AVYe-8YI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vTKBPQyvOzo/s1600-h/May+Conferences+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070349860327059842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2AVYe-8YI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vTKBPQyvOzo/s320/May+Conferences+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; The auditorium,before the arrival of guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2AJoe-8XI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PqxJlcEaqSc/s1600-h/May+Conferences+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070349658463596914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl2AJoe-8XI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PqxJlcEaqSc/s320/May+Conferences+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Wanigili auditorium can accommodate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;more than 200 people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1_6Ye-8WI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Qdy8AP68hDU/s1600-h/May+Conferences+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070349396470591842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1_6Ye-8WI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Qdy8AP68hDU/s320/May+Conferences+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Traditional Milne Bay dancers preparing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to greet guests upon arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1_aIe-8UI/AAAAAAAAAW8/u1WegCVNYOs/s1600-h/May+Conferences+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070348842419810626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1_aIe-8UI/AAAAAAAAAW8/u1WegCVNYOs/s320/May+Conferences+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Guests after arrival at Wanigili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-4oe-8TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/oHIpL3e-dk4/s1600-h/May+Conferences+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070348266894192946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-4oe-8TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/oHIpL3e-dk4/s320/May+Conferences+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; At the end of the conference, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the dancers came out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-mIe-8SI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fHYwHd3Pg5g/s1600-h/May+Conferences+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070347949066613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-mIe-8SI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fHYwHd3Pg5g/s320/May+Conferences+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; The boys brought the pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-V4e-8RI/AAAAAAAAAWk/u7J3X1_RO_s/s1600-h/May+Conferences+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070347669893738770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl1-V4e-8RI/AAAAAAAAAWk/u7J3X1_RO_s/s320/May+Conferences+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and the ladies carried the yams out to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;presented to conference participants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19-Ye-8QI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rol27PB7fdM/s1600-h/May+Conferences+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070347266166812930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19-Ye-8QI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rol27PB7fdM/s320/May+Conferences+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Poor little piggy wiggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ok, so it's a BIG piggy wiggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;One of the five pigs presented on the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19sYe-8PI/AAAAAAAAAWU/LwTtK798moE/s1600-h/May+Conferences+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070346956929167602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19sYe-8PI/AAAAAAAAAWU/LwTtK798moE/s320/May+Conferences+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Conference participants listening to speeches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19V4e-8OI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QNLL80wUi3Q/s1600-h/May+Conferences+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070346570382110946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl19V4e-8OI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QNLL80wUi3Q/s320/May+Conferences+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Closing speeches were held on the board walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl181Ye-8NI/AAAAAAAAAWE/LmFlRsP5Yho/s1600-h/May+Conferences+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070346012036362450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl181Ye-8NI/AAAAAAAAAWE/LmFlRsP5Yho/s320/May+Conferences+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Wanigili Theatre Group performed an item &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;about lack of medicine and health services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in rural PNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl18f4e-8MI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AAw9CTbC5w0/s1600-h/May+Conferences+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070345642669174978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rl18f4e-8MI/AAAAAAAAAV8/AAw9CTbC5w0/s320/May+Conferences+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Maxine relaxing with Wanigili Theatre Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;members-Rose Ila and Andy Tari at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;closing dinner, held at Masurina Lodge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This has been one extremely busy month for Education Milne Bay. Last week we hosted the National Secretaries Conference for 200 Secretaries from all around PNG. The week prior to that we hosted the National Health Conference, also with over 200 people from all the health centres throughout the country, and this week Friday 1st June, we are hosting a cocktail night to celebrate Alotau Enterprises's 25th Anniversary. We expect up to 300 people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Am I stressed? Well... not really actually. I think the last 2 weeks have been good practice for all of us here at EMB. I must admit, our staff have been fantastic! They put in a monumental effort with catering and house keeping etc. I was so proud of them! We only have about 20 staff (many of whom have had very little formal training or experience) and with the additional assistance of 10 extra girls, we managed to host two highly successful events. As a result we received so many positive comments from the organisers and guests alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200-300 guests is probably the norm for most large estbalishments, however, this is actually the first time EMB has hosted conferences of this magnitude since launching into full operation last year. Previously, I thought 60 guests was a huge event!? It has certainly been a challenging 2 weeks, made all the more so when the toilets decided to get blocked during the Secretaries Conference. Picture 200 secretaries busting to go to the loo at morning tea time and having to line up to use the toilet in the bungalow... one at a time. We even had to ferry some of them to Napatana Lodge to use their toilets! Thank Goodness the problem was rectified before the end of morning tea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If there's one thing I've learned about Secretaries during the conference, it's this......you don't want to mess with them!Classic case- Saturday afternoon flight to Pom (Port Moresby) was cancelled, the little Milne Bay guy behind the counter just about had his head bitten off by a hoard of very big, scary and disgruntled secretaries who were all desperate to return home to their families and weren't too thrilled about lugging their 10 rainbow bags filled with yams and buai (betelnut) all the way back to their hotels. Happy viewing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-4123177271514889600?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/4123177271514889600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=4123177271514889600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4123177271514889600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4123177271514889600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-madness.html' title='May Madness!!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RmDtVIe-8wI/AAAAAAAAAac/w337fnXn03w/s72-c/May+Conferences+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-6642565237307970361</id><published>2007-05-19T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:56:58.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day at Napatana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEPg4e-8LI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bPKjT_sZwN0/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066848113361088690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEPg4e-8LI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bPKjT_sZwN0/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the traditional Milne Bay features at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the lodge's haus win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEMNoe-8KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/d0El87VIKO0/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066844484113723554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEMNoe-8KI/AAAAAAAAAVs/d0El87VIKO0/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three Mamas and a bottle of wine spells trouble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie English,Moi &amp; Evelyn Numa.Crikey! ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile o?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEMCYe-8JI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NNI7ffpVy3M/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066844290840195218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEMCYe-8JI/AAAAAAAAAVk/NNI7ffpVy3M/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each table featured a lovely posy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlELpoe-8II/AAAAAAAAAVc/G0jvpeI2UOU/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843865638432898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlELpoe-8II/AAAAAAAAAVc/G0jvpeI2UOU/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blackboard at the foot of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the flowers in the clam shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlELHIe-8HI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ibHxn5RmsgM/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843272932946034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlELHIe-8HI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ibHxn5RmsgM/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from the bar overlooks a little path&lt;br /&gt;that leads to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEKb4e-8GI/AAAAAAAAAVM/vwDQnvmFqrk/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066842529903603810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEKb4e-8GI/AAAAAAAAAVM/vwDQnvmFqrk/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quaint little touches like this shell chime,&lt;br /&gt;carvings and large clam shells are scattered&lt;br /&gt;throughout the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEKJ4e-8FI/AAAAAAAAAVE/axT48FT6T-M/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066842220665958482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEKJ4e-8FI/AAAAAAAAAVE/axT48FT6T-M/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carving with bad hair do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJ0Ye-8EI/AAAAAAAAAU8/eczUpKEVNVs/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841851298771010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJ0Ye-8EI/AAAAAAAAAU8/eczUpKEVNVs/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremiah,Laurie &amp; Bruce entertained us with&lt;br /&gt;"Guitar Girl", one of their own songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJiIe-8DI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YCB-4Hdmt2Y/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841537766158386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJiIe-8DI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YCB-4Hdmt2Y/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Habona,a well known face and "local celebrity"&lt;br /&gt;was also present. He was giving Kaure a&lt;br /&gt;friendly hug, but Kaure is obviously not enjoying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJNYe-8CI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8Q9b1nasRUo/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841181283872802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEJNYe-8CI/AAAAAAAAAUs/8Q9b1nasRUo/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gretta Kwasnicka (in pink on the left)-Manager of&lt;br /&gt;Napatana Lodge. If you want to know what's&lt;br /&gt;happening in Milne Bay in terms of tourism,&lt;br /&gt;business etc. she'll fill you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlDPl4e-8BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/am4Vt50uens/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066777830516256786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlDPl4e-8BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/am4Vt50uens/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food was scrumptious,loved the steamed fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlDNf4e-8AI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9JStqJ3oyE0/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066775528413786114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlDNf4e-8AI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9JStqJ3oyE0/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elaine and Maxine being served by the lovely Bruce&lt;br /&gt;who always takes care of us when we're at Naps!&lt;br /&gt;That's part of the reason why I always enjoy going there,&lt;br /&gt;the staff are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBoEYe-79I/AAAAAAAAAUE/oShq4IxLi9g/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066664005292978130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBoEYe-79I/AAAAAAAAAUE/oShq4IxLi9g/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An enjoyable afternoon with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBnL4e-76I/AAAAAAAAATs/td3E5UY0FdM/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066663034630369186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBnL4e-76I/AAAAAAAAATs/td3E5UY0FdM/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh oh....Kaure needing to pee pee while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picking a flower for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBm5Ye-75I/AAAAAAAAATk/Ibu4mpIuoUc/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066662716802789266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBm5Ye-75I/AAAAAAAAATk/Ibu4mpIuoUc/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the carvings scattered throughout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBmoYe-74I/AAAAAAAAATc/H8S-g2B0W1I/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066662424745013122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBmoYe-74I/AAAAAAAAATc/H8S-g2B0W1I/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When filled with flowers and candles in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evening,these giant clam shells look gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBmNYe-73I/AAAAAAAAATU/B2Jn0WFgTmM/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066661960888545138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBmNYe-73I/AAAAAAAAATU/B2Jn0WFgTmM/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Napatana Lodge is built from traditional materials &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and has a great bar upstairs and lovely atmosphere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where everyone goes on a Friday night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for Fish n' chips and trivia.They have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best Fish n Chips in town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBk9Ie-7zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2RZlH92vMVM/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066660582204043058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBk9Ie-7zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2RZlH92vMVM/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two stooges! Jeannie &amp; Elaine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing a bit of " Karim Leg"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBh7Ye-7qI/AAAAAAAAARs/w7qmt257KZ4/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066657253604388514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlBh7Ye-7qI/AAAAAAAAARs/w7qmt257KZ4/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't he just adorable? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaure Muala exhausted but still managing a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belated Mother's Day greetings to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've only been a mother for the past 2 and a half years but I think it's safe to say I've pretty much got the hang of it now (motherhood that is). The first year was crazy,unstable and down right painful both emotionally and physically as I learned to adjust to having a little bub permanently attached to my boobs. I'd put on a tonne of weight, was jobless and had to rely on my son's father for financial support,which did not sit well with me (I'm used to earning my own money) . The fact that he was constantly unfaithful did not help either. As soon as I got the job with EMB and moved to Alotau though, my life changed for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being a single mum is one big roller coaster ride. I've been through five babysitters over the last 2 years, there were times I had to leave Kaure alone in the bungalow so I could rush to work and attend to guests, sometimes I'd make his bed in the office while I worked,I discovered early on that a lot of people here aren't too fond of highlanders so I had to deal with racist comments from members of my own family,complete strangers and even expatriates when they learned my son's father is from Chimbu. I grew up in the highlands amongst highlanders, my mother was a lecturer at Goroka Teacher's College so we travelled and visited many rural communities within the highlands. I loved growing up there, the people were wonderful to us and the scenery.....amazing. My son is blessed to be from two very different parts of the country and as he gets older I think it's important for him to learn about both sides of his heritage. It saddens me how people can be so ignorant and cruel especially towards a child. Despite all the initial trials of settling into a new environment, we survived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My beautiful son turns 3 in August, he's the best thing that's ever happened to me.I know I'm being corny but hey...it's Mother's Day (well was).When you've had a rotten day,there's nothing like coming home and being bowled over by hugs and kisses from your son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that I've got that off my chest!! Here are a few tips about being a mum:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Get a reliable and good babysitter/housekeeper (reduces your stress levels)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. If you scream at your child, he/she will scream back at you, so try your best to speak calmly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even if it's through gritted teeth (it takes practise, trust me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Watch as much of "Super Nanny" as possible, the naughty chair...really does work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Before you leave the house, always pack spare diapers/clothing,water,nibbles,toilet paper, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wet wipes..what else......oh and your baby of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Never ever underestimate your child, they watch your every move and copy every single &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thing you do and say (often when you least expect it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Mother's Day -Sunday 13 May, Jeannie,Elaine and I decided to treat ourselves to Buffet Lunch at Napatana Lodge which is within walking distance from EMB. As always at Napatana, we had a wonderful time and the food was delicious. The menu featured an assortment of exotic dishes,most notable was the watercress and carrot quiche, green pawpaw salad,steamed fish and dessert was my favourite-lemon and lime tart with ice cream, totally mouthwatering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kaure loved the ice cream so much he had 3 bowls full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-6642565237307970361?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6642565237307970361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6642565237307970361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/mothers-day-at-napatana.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day at Napatana'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RlEPg4e-8LI/AAAAAAAAAV0/bPKjT_sZwN0/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day%2707+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-4587679369139155818</id><published>2007-05-14T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:41:13.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max and friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkhAOAFaxkI/AAAAAAAAARM/B_oZf2QfmTI/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064368390263195202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkhAOAFaxkI/AAAAAAAAARM/B_oZf2QfmTI/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maxine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gudi! (pronounced Gooody) When in Milne Bay, that's the standard greeting. While English is widely spoken, most people here are multi-lingual. On the mainland, Tawala is the main language then as you head out to the many,many Islands, there's Dobu (Fergusson Islands), Kiriwina (Trobriand Islands), Suau,Misima,Rossel etc etc.There are said to be more than 50 different languages in Milne Bay.I speak Sariba but not fluently. Because I've spent a lot of my youth outside of the province and country, when I'm home,(Sawasawaga village-Sariba Is.), everyone loves to listen to me &lt;strong&gt;attempting&lt;/strong&gt; to speak Sariba and the minute I make a mistake they crack up and never let me forget it! At the same time though, they appreciate the effort and I must say it's always interesting communicating with my bubus (grand-parents). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My bubu taubada (mum's Dad-Elia Nadile) was a young boy during The Battle of the Coral Sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when The Allied forces (American and Australian soldiers) set up camp in our village. I recall one particular conversation we had at about 1am when everyone else was fast asleep. Here's how it went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bubu(in Sariba): Mekisini (Maxine), before when all the Amelican soldias were here, all the time, I used to hear them say -"Son of a bitch, Son of a bitch,ede tena saha (what does it mean)?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me:(trying very hard not to crack up!) Oh Bubui, tenata se wane kedewa natuna", (Bubui, it means child of a dog).......somehow it just didn't sound right and the more I tried to explain the phrase to him, the more I confused him. Of all the things he remembered after all those years!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway,I'm supposed to be introducing you to my friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkhAAAFaxjI/AAAAAAAAARE/vDTTpYc6i3c/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064368149745026610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkhAAAFaxjI/AAAAAAAAARE/vDTTpYc6i3c/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allow me to introduce you to Jean Callister-The Smartest,toughest,sassiest,craziest,funniest and most unselfish person I know. She's also married with three kids (sorry guys!),business woman, supermum.....you wouldn't think it though as she often passes for a 15 yr old and has the wickedest laugh not to mention sense of humour. Jeannie's part Misima and Manus. She's an amazing woman and mum and if you ever hear a tiny lady with a really loud voice yelling out something to someone on the road as she flys past in her ute.....that's probably her!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_ywFaxiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ztCxqa0LIjU/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064367922111759906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_ywFaxiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ztCxqa0LIjU/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Elaine, as she's known to us.Her full name is Mercinta-Elaine Maras. Recently employed by EMB to assist with the Distance Education School, she is also sweet,smart and a tonne of fun!.Elaine's background is in Education,she speaks Bahasa fluently amongst other languages and she's Kavieng mix Indonesian and Central. Already she's been mistaken for a Milne Bayan.....which I have trouble understanding as she has legs like Naomi Campbells' and is often likened to Pamela Anderson for some reason (well, a PNG version anyway)....hmmm, most Milne Bayans are very,very short. Perhaps it's because she's picked up Milne Bay English in no time- "So How?", "Det one oledi I did it!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Elaine's a breath of fresh air in Alotau and has become more like family really. Always positive, she's also well travelled, great to talk to, awesome with kids,a fantastic cook and I love all the wonderful spicy Indonesian sauces and dishes she makes for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_lQFaxhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7I0zyyKUpjw/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064367690183525906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_lQFaxhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7I0zyyKUpjw/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Murray Abel and Delcie Chariton's haus win by the sea. We (Elaine &amp; I) turned up to pick up a couple of sauce pans that I'd left at their house a few months back and ended up enjoying a bottle of red with them well into the afternoon!Murray and Delcie are such a wonderful couple and always so hospitable. I always enjoy their company. Needless to say we left their house and only remembered the pans when we arrived home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_XgFaxgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Uq3YI0RVksw/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064367453960324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_XgFaxgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Uq3YI0RVksw/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delcie and Maxine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_HwFaxfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CmzsPcJxbnY/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064367183377384946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg_HwFaxfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CmzsPcJxbnY/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sigh, just one more glass..........&lt;br /&gt;and then we'll be on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg8TwFaxYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/L9XYHgSrcXc/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064364091000931714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg8TwFaxYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/L9XYHgSrcXc/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Murray and Delcie-always the perfect hosts.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg7twFaxWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WKpfgDWr5sk/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064363438165902690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkg7twFaxWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/WKpfgDWr5sk/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure enjoying the back yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-4587679369139155818?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/4587679369139155818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=4587679369139155818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4587679369139155818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/4587679369139155818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/max-and-friends.html' title='Max and friends'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkhAOAFaxkI/AAAAAAAAARM/B_oZf2QfmTI/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day%2707+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-3499510716221826761</id><published>2007-05-14T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T03:01:25.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaure Muala and friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgxIAFaxTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/t_3wQH5ssbg/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064351794509563186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgxIAFaxTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/t_3wQH5ssbg/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love reading books! Dis one is my fevrit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgqQAFaxSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zbGwA2-m934/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064344235367122210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgqQAFaxSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zbGwA2-m934/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last time we had one black out,my friends Javier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Jamon came and we stayed at my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgpyQFaxRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ndXV0tmdnXI/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064343724266013970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgpyQFaxRI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ndXV0tmdnXI/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Javier and Jamon making monster faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgpfQFaxQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4PAq345W9Xc/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064343397848499458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgpfQFaxQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4PAq345W9Xc/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Mummy, I want to pee pee!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkgo4QFaxPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XbBtLDhFfA0/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064342727833601266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkgo4QFaxPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XbBtLDhFfA0/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friends and me at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made one small fire and ate popcorn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgoUQFaxOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KAswPdqoNcI/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064342109358310626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgoUQFaxOI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KAswPdqoNcI/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Jin Jin and me looking for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;da snake at Napatana &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgoAgFaxNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9diuuXeik_8/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064341770055894226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgoAgFaxNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9diuuXeik_8/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I tink I saw da snake deya......Eeeeee I'm scared!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkgm1wFaxMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BWapwcd73fE/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064340485860672706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rkgm1wFaxMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BWapwcd73fE/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I'm not running,I like to climb everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgmRAFaxLI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zjSovwMgN0Y/s1600-h/Mother"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064339854500480178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgmRAFaxLI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zjSovwMgN0Y/s320/Mother%27s+Day%2707+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rosita is like a big sista to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's one of my best friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgjWQFaxHI/AAAAAAAAANk/-hchm_YDMwk/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064336646159910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgjWQFaxHI/AAAAAAAAANk/-hchm_YDMwk/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Powder fight!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgjFwFaxGI/AAAAAAAAANc/rsp2TyoL90Q/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064336362692068450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgjFwFaxGI/AAAAAAAAANc/rsp2TyoL90Q/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arghhh!!!Don't tickle me!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgiawFaxFI/AAAAAAAAANU/VPoM5NLVmhY/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064335623957693522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgiawFaxFI/AAAAAAAAANU/VPoM5NLVmhY/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Mummy,don't force! I don't want to laugh! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkghfAFaxEI/AAAAAAAAANM/0C7sAvyLJr8/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064334597460509762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkghfAFaxEI/AAAAAAAAANM/0C7sAvyLJr8/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I wear my mummy's crazy socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and go sliding all over da floor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look like Big Birdie on Sesame Street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkggoQFaxDI/AAAAAAAAANE/v7jse3YmwpM/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064333656862671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkggoQFaxDI/AAAAAAAAANE/v7jse3YmwpM/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Lucy is my new baby-sitter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she looks after me and I really like her.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgfowFaxCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_bTmLYVmvio/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064332565940978722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgfowFaxCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_bTmLYVmvio/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mummy, you how? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You went to town and where's my supwise? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgeYwFaxBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vpKk1CYxnyQ/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064331191551443986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgeYwFaxBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vpKk1CYxnyQ/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Don't disturb me! I'm very busy in my office!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-3499510716221826761?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/3499510716221826761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=3499510716221826761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/3499510716221826761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/3499510716221826761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/kaure-muala-and-friends.html' title='Kaure Muala and friends'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkgxIAFaxTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/t_3wQH5ssbg/s72-c/Drama+%26+Kaure+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-6538147216114731818</id><published>2007-05-08T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:24:10.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanigili Theatre Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNA0gFaw-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/F8RuBU17b6c/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062961676804604898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNA0gFaw-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/F8RuBU17b6c/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy Tari "Tabu" leaping for joy after being &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;released from the curse of selling the bagi to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the dim dim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNApQFaw9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/b5ntbLPmNns/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062961483531076562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNApQFaw9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/b5ntbLPmNns/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rose Ila "Tabu's sister" dancing with the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bagi in his dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAcQFaw8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/jQfquWsicB8/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062961260192777154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAcQFaw8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/jQfquWsicB8/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Napoleon "Mwali" trying to reverse the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;curse on his son Tabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAQwFaw7I/AAAAAAAAAME/Hev9kiHB7wY/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062961062624281522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAQwFaw7I/AAAAAAAAAME/Hev9kiHB7wY/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tabu's "sister" and "mum"-Leanne Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAEQFaw6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/F2VfHCV4dW0/s1600-h/Drama+&amp;+Kaure+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062960847875916706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNAEQFaw6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/F2VfHCV4dW0/s320/Drama+%26+Kaure+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terence the "Dim dim" giving Tabu his shirt&lt;br /&gt;after buying the bagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM_TwFaw5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/a_9gQ-XG8Z0/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062960014652261266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM_TwFaw5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/a_9gQ-XG8Z0/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mwali and his dying" father" Robin Noel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM_IgFaw4I/AAAAAAAAALs/_bUgwxRSvVU/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062959821378732930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM_IgFaw4I/AAAAAAAAALs/_bUgwxRSvVU/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerry Philip-playing the garamut backstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM--gFaw3I/AAAAAAAAALk/bV75bC-7m68/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062959649580041074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM--gFaw3I/AAAAAAAAALk/bV75bC-7m68/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Robin Noel backing up with rattles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM-pgFaw2I/AAAAAAAAALc/VIpEOYjojmQ/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062959288802788194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM-pgFaw2I/AAAAAAAAALc/VIpEOYjojmQ/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An emotional moment between father &amp; son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM-aQFaw1I/AAAAAAAAALU/gnPW41fNfg8/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;amp;+EMB+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062959026809783122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM-aQFaw1I/AAAAAAAAALU/gnPW41fNfg8/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tabu falls ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM9uwFaw0I/AAAAAAAAALM/J6ofBSxTvPA/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062958279485473602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM9uwFaw0I/AAAAAAAAALM/J6ofBSxTvPA/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The group rehearsing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM9MgFawzI/AAAAAAAAALE/txAqORBizGg/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062957691074954034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM9MgFawzI/AAAAAAAAALE/txAqORBizGg/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The err...Director-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Master Kaure Muala Nilkare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8-gFawyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9ub4cUCz7I0/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062957450556785442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8-gFawyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9ub4cUCz7I0/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drama was followed by music &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presented by some of the extremely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talented distance education students.&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Clark plays the guitar and&lt;br /&gt;sings beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM80gFawxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wms2R2gHgMI/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062957278758093586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM80gFawxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wms2R2gHgMI/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mili Saul,another talented singer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guitarist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8jgFawwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iRs4H_g_GYM/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;+EMB+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062956986700317442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8jgFawwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/iRs4H_g_GYM/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back up vocalists-Leilani Warren (left)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Victoria Fitzgerald (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8YwFawvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xs2VCmQkDF0/s1600-h/Jeannie+&amp;amp;+EMB+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062956802016723698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkM8YwFawvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/xs2VCmQkDF0/s320/Jeannie+%26+EMB+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanigili's all girl band &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Over the past 7 months Education Milne Bay Ltd.(EMB) has been involved with a community radio &amp; drama project funded by The Media for Development Initiative (MDI). Jane McKenzie-an AYAD (Australian Youth Ambassador) volunteer who was based at EMB for the past year,was instrumental in training eight local talents (most are unemployed &amp;amp; living in the village) in the art of drama &amp; theatre.They call themselves "Wanigili Theatre Group". For more info ,check out their blog- &lt;a href="http://wanigilitheatre.blogspot.com"&gt;http://wanigilitheatre.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The main objective of the project was to create and produce a series of 6 x 30 min. radio drama programs addressing key issues in our province (&amp;amp; country) including; HIV/AIDS,Domestic Violence &amp; Good Governance. It's been an exciting...... and looong and challenging journey which isn't over yet. For more info check out Jane &amp;amp; Cam's previous blog (Cam Hollows is her partner,the nicest guy who is never short for words or laughs &amp; makes a mean Chicken Panag!) &lt;a href="http://camnjaneinpng.blogspot.com"&gt;http://camnjaneinpng.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jane has now returned to Oz (actually right now,she's probably walking the streets of Venice with Cam-check out their latest blog- &lt;a href="http://camnjanecontinued.blogspot.com"&gt;http://camnjanecontinued.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;). Jane is a drama specialist who inspired us,challenged us and taught us skills that we'll never forget. I was her counterpart and was also involved in the workshops. Even though she left us in April, she is sorely missed and we still think of her and talk about her. Because there's so much to share about Jane,I'll need to dedicate a seperate post just on her (and Cam). For now, here are some photos of The Wanigili Theatre Group taken this week. They performed an original item called "Bagi for Money" for The National Cultural Commission who are currently conducting a workshop here at EMB. The workshop is about " Model Law on The protection of traditional knowledge and expressions of culture" so it was a very appropriate play, which was enjoyed by all. The group performed really well, I was so proud of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-6538147216114731818?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/6538147216114731818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=6538147216114731818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6538147216114731818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6538147216114731818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/wanigili-theatre-group.html' title='Wanigili Theatre Group'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RkNA0gFaw-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/F8RuBU17b6c/s72-c/Drama+%26+Kaure+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-754923200541496170</id><published>2007-05-06T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:39:01.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2qTQFawtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c_qKIeCFri8/s1600-h/View+from+verandah+of+Haus+Win+#2+&amp;+bay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061388803946234578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2qTQFawtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c_qKIeCFri8/s320/View+from+verandah+of+Haus+Win+%232+%26+bay2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the balcony overlooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Win Haus and sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2puQFawrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GS5sQjtdCIc/s1600-h/Wanigili+Lounge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061388168291074738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2puQFawrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GS5sQjtdCIc/s320/Wanigili+Lounge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The lounge area in front of Simon's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2pXQFawqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/E3mCcAim7k8/s1600-h/Inside+Wanigili+Centre2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061387773154083490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2pXQFawqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/E3mCcAim7k8/s320/Inside+Wanigili+Centre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from Simon's office looking towards the&lt;br /&gt;kitchen and dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2oWgFawpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lt3ILJAvd6A/s1600-h/Wanigili+view+of+amphitheatre+from+upstairs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061386660757553810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2oWgFawpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lt3ILJAvd6A/s320/Wanigili+view+of+amphitheatre+from+upstairs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of the ground floor auditorium which also features&lt;br /&gt;a large stage and can seat 250 - 300 people. We often use this&lt;br /&gt;area for large gatherings &amp; conferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that I've proven that it is actually possible to have a social life in a quiet and sleepy town like Alotau, allow me to enlighten you on what I actually do for a living. As previously mentioned,I work for Education Milne Bay Ltd. a small company which specialises in training,community development and providing development services to various organisations within the country. We have a small team. Simon Ellis is our General Manager and he focuses on the training and educational aspects of the company while I help manage the Centre. We also have Guy Edwards-an Australian volunteer who works alongside Mercinta-Elaine Maras and Michelle Benua in managing the Wanigili Distance Education School. This is the first year of its operation and we have a total of 8 students (all doing either yr.9 or 10) doing correspondence with Dubbo School in NSW-Australia.We also have a wonderful group of kitchen,maintenance and housekeeping staff whom I'll introduce to you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wanigili Centre is our headquarters and is situated a few minutes from main town Alotau in the KBD area. It is a large and spacious property located along the seafront. On site we have 2 rustic bungalows,a guest house with 12 rooms and the main building, which features several office spaces, conference rooms which we regularly hire out in addition to a resource room with several computers (access to internet), printers and photocopying machines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The building was designed by a local Milne Bay architect from Suau Is. and built by local builders.All the timber was sourced locally. It has an eco-style design with lots of open spaces and beautiful rosewood walls and large posts. I never really had an appreciation for timber until I came to Wanigili. On a sunny morning as the sun creeps up on the building, the walls and posts literally light up with a warm golden glow,it's quite breathtaking, as are the views from the balcony that surrounds the entire building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See the photos for yourself.....I know, I pinch myself all the time and Thank God that I've finally found a job where I can meet interesting people,walk around barefoot, run home in 2 seconds to see my son, and be near the sea every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-754923200541496170?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/754923200541496170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=754923200541496170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/754923200541496170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/754923200541496170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/office.html' title='The Office'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2qTQFawtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c_qKIeCFri8/s72-c/View+from+verandah+of+Haus+Win+%232+%26+bay2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-7803581538736046497</id><published>2007-05-01T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:34:31.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It started with a glass of wine'/><title type='text'>It all started with a glass of wine........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2SEQFawoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w2Y-_83zwoU/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061362157969130114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2SEQFawoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w2Y-_83zwoU/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Argghhh! It's alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2R6gFawnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/x4zWGdUdM_4/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061361990465405554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2R6gFawnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/x4zWGdUdM_4/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Harry Simpson giving some crab-eating&lt;br /&gt;                                                   tips to Kaure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2RuAFawmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YMM7Qn1KHfM/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061361775717040738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2RuAFawmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YMM7Qn1KHfM/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Joeena and daughter Jamon getting carried &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     away with the crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2RdQFawlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JuPyzCRFVqE/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061361487954231890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2RdQFawlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JuPyzCRFVqE/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Great company, good food and wine... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what more do you need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's how my week-end began.On Saturday, Harry Simpson and his wife Joeena invited me to have a glass of wine with them and to share the delicious steamed crab that Harry had prepared for lunch. Harry,Joeena and their 2 kids Jamon and Javier have been our guests at EMB for the past few months. They are such a lovely family and the kids are always so pleasant and well mannered. Joeena works in Moresby so she flies back and forth to see her family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after a rather dreary and cloudy morning,the skies cleared up by lunch time so we sat out on the balcony at Wanigili Centre and got stuck into the crabs and white wine. It was Kaure's first time to eat crab so Harry gave him a few pointers and then that was it, he couldn't get enough of it! He may be part Chimbu but his taste buds are definitely coastal. Kaure loves eating any seafood especially fish &amp; prawns (just like mum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Elaine eventually joined us and we got so carried away with the conversation and company we forgot all about our BELLY DANCING appointment with Bubu Zen at 3pm! Until Jeannie called us on the mobile to say Bubu Zen was already at her place and they were waiting for us!Boy was she (Jeannie) pissed at us. Being the great friend that she is though, she picked us up. When it comes to Bubu Zen (and Jean!), time is TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jean had gone second hand crazy that morning so when we arrived at her house she had every shade and size scarf imaginable awaiting us, in preparation for some serious belly dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Middle Eastern music was playing, the scarves were thrown,twisted and tied on and then the dancing begun! Having had a few glasses of Chardonnay to warm up with, we literally threw ourselves into a dancing frenzy, girating every which way, attempting to roll our hips from side to side without moving our buttocks as instructed by Elaine our belly dancing guru who showed more coordination than ermm.....some of us. Belly dancing eventually turned into 80's dancing when Bubu decided to change the music to 80's Disco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All came to an abrupt halt however,when baby Ailalana fell down the steps in her walker. Panic, shock took over but was eventually replaced with calm once she was consoled and thoroughly checked by Nurse Aila&amp;amp; Mum. Then, as we started warming up again to the music another accident took place and this time Lani had somehow found a knife and cut his finger.So, with blood dripping onto the kitchen floor and Lani screaming his poor little head off, that pretty much ended our dancing session. Jean raced Lani to the hospital down the road where he had stitches on his finger. He was very brave! Who says nothing ever happens in Alotau????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-7803581538736046497?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/7803581538736046497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=7803581538736046497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7803581538736046497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/7803581538736046497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-all-started-with-glass-of-wine_01.html' title='It all started with a glass of wine........'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/Rj2SEQFawoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w2Y-_83zwoU/s72-c/Saturday+28+April%2707+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-6915508701066277441</id><published>2007-05-01T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:08:37.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Dancing in Alotau!!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcOdgFawiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eDXosC2-UjI/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059528606365696546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcOdgFawiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eDXosC2-UjI/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Yes,we did it and here are the pics to prove it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                    Bubui Zen Alaluku strutting her stuff   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcORwFawhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ESFh6u3w1aM/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059528404502233618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcORwFawhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ESFh6u3w1aM/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Jamon Simpson shows her moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcN-wFawgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M7FqIt2xVEM/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059528078084719106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcN-wFawgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M7FqIt2xVEM/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Elaine Maras,Jamon &amp; Zen shaking their hips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNxQFawfI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WDaVQWovO5U/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059527846156485106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNxQFawfI/AAAAAAAAAIk/WDaVQWovO5U/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Belly Dancing was eventually replaced by&lt;br /&gt;                                                        80's dancing.Elaine,Aila &amp; Zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNlQFaweI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HOcuOsKbOTw/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059527639998054882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNlQFaweI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HOcuOsKbOTw/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Elaine &amp; Aila creating some new moves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    while Lani looks like he's in a bit of pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNWQFawdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-Lo3ZnPB-go/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059527382300017106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNWQFawdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-Lo3ZnPB-go/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Spiderman made a brief appearance after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               being inspired by all the dressing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNGAFawcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vvXxl87eB3o/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059527103127142850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcNGAFawcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vvXxl87eB3o/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Zuriel (Aka spiderman) with "Birdie" the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             parrot and Jamon &amp; Ailana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcM2gFawbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R8PEVlih_pg/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059526836839170482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcM2gFawbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R8PEVlih_pg/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Princess Ailana,bruised but fine after the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                    accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcMowFawaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SdtKhfWS4dI/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059526600615969186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcMowFawaI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SdtKhfWS4dI/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Kaure and Maxine relaxing after a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                             hectic but thoroughly enjoyable afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-6915508701066277441?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/6915508701066277441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=6915508701066277441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6915508701066277441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6915508701066277441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/05/belly-dancing-in-alotau.html' title='Belly Dancing in Alotau!!???'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjcOdgFawiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eDXosC2-UjI/s72-c/Saturday+28+April%2707+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-9218112488777783503</id><published>2007-04-30T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:15:21.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad occassion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVnAFawKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4z79-PyvaD8/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059184622434959522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVnAFawKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4z79-PyvaD8/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Gwen and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVXQFawJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5WpJymNZRjc/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059184351852019858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVXQFawJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5WpJymNZRjc/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Gwen and Gillian Cholai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVOAFawII/AAAAAAAAAFc/3L63DULXg9g/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059184192938229890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVOAFawII/AAAAAAAAAFc/3L63DULXg9g/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The coffin after it was placed on the boat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in preparation for the long journey to the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Fergusson Islands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXU6AFawHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FVxziZ9ywlA/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059183849340846194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXU6AFawHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FVxziZ9ywlA/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mack and Lyn preparing to board the boat&lt;br /&gt;at Sanderson Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUkwFawGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jGIUeTnnYBY/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059183484268626018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUkwFawGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jGIUeTnnYBY/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure and Mummy Lyn &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUYgFawFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dpxSKvK1SEE/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059183273815228498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUYgFawFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dpxSKvK1SEE/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure and small Uncle Mack &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUIwFawEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/23g55cCGdlM/s1600-h/Aunty+Gwen+&amp;+family+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059183003232288834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXUIwFawEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/23g55cCGdlM/s320/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first photo together- Jarrotte,Kaure,&lt;br /&gt;Lynette,Me and Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Thursday afternoon, I met my Aunty Gwen (my dad's sister) for the first time in a long while. It was under sad circumstances that we had to meet again.She was bringing her husband's body home to be buried in Fergusson. David Tauaule was her husband of twenty-something years, he worked closely with the Prime Minister and was known by many. I never really knew him that well and while I have much to learn of my Aunt, I was still touched by her loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My parents spilt up when I was 3 yrs old and my mum raised me on her own. I had little contact with my father (and his family) and I grew up always thinking of myself as an only child. In actual fact my father remarried and had 4 children (plus one adopted son so 5 kids in total). I never met those children until I arrived here in Alotau 2 yrs ago. I'm still getting used to the idea that I have siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you grow up an only child, all you long for is to have brothers and sisters like everyone else. To wait this long to finally meet my very own brother and sisters has been amazing and weird at the same time. Lyn is the eldest after me,then Zone,Jarrotte and Mack who are both at Cameron High and a younger brother who was adopted-whose name I've forgotten. I had a rare photo opportunity with Aunty Gwen,Lyn,Jarrotte and Mack while we waited for the coffin to be placed in the boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only person on my Dad's side whom I have had any type of contact with, is my Aunty Gwen (and Lyn). Aunty Gwen's an awesome woman. One thing about Milne Bay people is that we love to laugh and smile and Dobuans especially have a wicked sense of humour. Aunty Gwen is no exception, she always cracks me up with her stories. In case you haven't picked it up by now, my father's from Dobu Island,he's Rex Leleibuna. So that makes me part Dobu and Sariba. Lyn's mum is also from the Fergusson Islands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pics from that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-9218112488777783503?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/9218112488777783503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=9218112488777783503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/9218112488777783503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/9218112488777783503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/sad-occassion.html' title='A sad occassion'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXVnAFawKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4z79-PyvaD8/s72-c/Aunty+Gwen+%26+family+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-5065795613186702345</id><published>2007-04-30T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T15:02:02.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Moments with Kaure Muala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFaQFawDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RL6K4A5mfzE/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059166811205582898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFaQFawDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RL6K4A5mfzE/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure &amp; Buta Lani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFKAFawCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UxF_mXDuKAc/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059166532032708642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFKAFawCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/UxF_mXDuKAc/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I want my doo doo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFAwFawBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kVErdCYQpuc/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059166373118918674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFAwFawBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kVErdCYQpuc/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waaaaahhh!!!I lub yu mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXElAFawAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/04mA_LhEvfY/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059165896377548802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXElAFawAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/04mA_LhEvfY/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing on the mat at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXEQQFav_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/RE6JCnGIUz4/s1600-h/Saturday+28+April"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059165539895263218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXEQQFav_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/RE6JCnGIUz4/s320/Saturday+28+April%2707+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Mummy,I'm tired, I want to sleep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've never attended an Anzac Day dawn service but last Thursday, I decided to go with Kaure and some friends from EMB. After waking up at 4.45am and having a lightening fast shower that even Superman would've been proud of then bundling a very sleepy Kaure into the bus, we arrived at The Memorial site, only to find out they were still setting up. Although late, it was a lovely ceremony. Things were going along just fine until the Catholic priest said a prayer and asked everyone for 2 minutes silence afterwards. We were barely into the first minute of silence when Kaure Muala decided to sneeze.......and fart at the same time, loudly of course! this prompted the school kids behind us to burst out laughing.(sigh) Yes, very embarrassing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a conversation between Michelle Benua and Kaure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Michelle: Wow! Kaure, I like you shirt and trousers, new ones ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure: Yes, my mummy bought dem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Michelle: Ok, and are you wearing any underpants?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure: (very confidently) No, I'm wearing bolo bolos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I get cross and smack Kaure for being naughty he'll bawl his eyes out, come up to me and with big tears rolling down his face and kus flowing out of his nostrils cry out " I lub yu mummy" "I lub yu" then he'll start planting kisses on my arms and face. (sigh) It's hard to stay angry when he's like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure has a very inquisitive nature so when he's in the toilet, I always have to keep an ear out for him because he likes to go through all my things on the shelves(while still sitting on the dunny!). Our conversation usually goes like this-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Kaure, you ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure: (immediately) Yes mummy!I'm not doing anything,I'm just pee peeing!(sounds of rustling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Are you sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure: Yes mummy,I'm not doing anything,don't come in,don't come in yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is usually my cue to go in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every week Kaure's going through some new phase. Last week each time he came with me to drop off the staff in the bus, he had to bring his little plastic stool along with him (despite it filling up half the space in the front seat!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We always have fights over his blue gum boots! Rain or shine, he has to wear them. Even if it's stinking hot and he's sweating like a pig, he has to keep his beloved blue gum boots on. As a result, I'm constantly hiding the boots and he always ends up finding them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaure loves to share everything with his friends! The last time I bought a nice packet of biscuits that I was hoping to last a whole week, he took the whole packet from the fridge and went to all his pals and yelled out " Who wants biscuit? Of course they all yelled out "Me!!". I was left with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the crumbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-5065795613186702345?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/5065795613186702345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=5065795613186702345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5065795613186702345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/5065795613186702345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/memorable-moments-with-kaure-muala.html' title='Memorable Moments with Kaure Muala'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjXFaQFawDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RL6K4A5mfzE/s72-c/Saturday+28+April%2707+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-8814264533080213833</id><published>2007-04-27T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T02:34:23.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Tea and Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6xgFav9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bAUY7sPmm3I/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058029216102793170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6xgFav9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bAUY7sPmm3I/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Biscuits,Chiffon cake and chocolate &amp; ginger&lt;br /&gt;and citrus ice cream...the perfect Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6lAFav8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4FDfnTUZ-Do/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058029001354428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6lAFav8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/4FDfnTUZ-Do/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubui Zen,Jeannie,James &amp; Elaine at the Win Haus overlooking the valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6VwFav7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/6-QJ2tgg12M/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058028739361423282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6VwFav7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/6-QJ2tgg12M/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "Sexy Pink" heliconia,one of&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful tropical flowers in&lt;br /&gt;Bubuis' garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6KQFav6I/AAAAAAAAADs/LmKf7qzgvkU/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058028541792927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6KQFav6I/AAAAAAAAADs/LmKf7qzgvkU/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dressed up for Afternoon Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG52AFav5I/AAAAAAAAADk/06TTF0Jd96s/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058028193900576658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG52AFav5I/AAAAAAAAADk/06TTF0Jd96s/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubui Morris showing Jean &amp; Halene&lt;br /&gt;the fish pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG5egFav4I/AAAAAAAAADc/AWNSviCfKGM/s1600-h/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+with+Bubus+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058027790173650818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG5egFav4I/AAAAAAAAADc/AWNSviCfKGM/s320/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+with+Bubus+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaure Muala with his Wahas&lt;br /&gt;(Great Grandparents)&lt;br /&gt;Morris &amp; Zen Alaluku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently we had a French chef here teaching our kitchen girls how to make a few different dishes. Apart from the hotels,there really isn't much in the way of restaurants here in Alotau so of course the minute an experienced chef (esp. a French one!) arrives on our shores everyone (hotels that is) wants to pounce on him, including Elaine! (until she realised he was lapun,married and had a child and wasn't the hot 30-something guy I'd made him out to be....I know I'm a bitch but you had to see her face when I finally introduced them-Kilim paia blong em stret!). There's a new swish place just out of town (near gravel pit) called Driftwood, that's where you'll find Jean-Pierre if you're ever in town. I'm told he's a great cook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Jean-Pierre taught us how to make ice-cream and because I'd been raving on about how delicious it was, Bubu Zen wanted to sample some so, we arranged to have afternoon Tea at their place last Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bubu Morris &amp; Zen Alaluku have a lovely home in Goilanai overlooking the bay. They spend a lot of time in their garden and it always looks so lush and green! We decided to make an occassion of it so we all (Jeannie,Elaine,Kaure,James &amp;amp; I) dressed up in our Sunday best.Meaning we all wore skirts,well I wore a dress for a change!Excluding Kaure &amp; James of course.James is an Aussie volunteer,working as a carpenter here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's a real clown and a crazy driver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ended up making two flavours-chocolate and ginger ice cream and orange &amp; lemon. Bubu made a scrumptious chiffon cake topped with chocolate icing and sliced almonds and Jeanni bought biscuits. The ice cream hadn't totally set, but it still tasted gorgeous with the cake (if I may say so myself). Everyone enjoyed it! I was giving tips on how to make the ice cream, being the seasoned chef that I was (yeah right).It was actually the second time I tried the recipe. The first time was at Lani's B/day party. I made Lani's very own marshmellow &amp;amp; banana ice cream, apparently it was so sweet Jeannie said they had to drink a glass of water after each mouthful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a very pleasant afternoon,I always enjoy catching up with Bubus. We ended the arvo chatting about Belly Dancing and before you knew it, we were sucking in our guts and practising the moves. This was no easy feat after having consumed several slices of Bubu's cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Elaine took the lead since she's had more experience than us! Bubu Zen had a cd of Belly dancing music and was so enthusiastic we even organised to meet on Saturday's for Belly Dancing lessons. Crikey! The things I get myself into!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-8814264533080213833?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/8814264533080213833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=8814264533080213833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8814264533080213833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/8814264533080213833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/afternoon-tea-and-ice-cream.html' title='Afternoon Tea and Ice Cream'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjG6xgFav9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bAUY7sPmm3I/s72-c/Sunday+Afternoon+Tea+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-2230003639401316390</id><published>2007-04-26T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:33:38.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The morning after!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCzKgFavyI/AAAAAAAAACs/u36zGqmLyos/s1600-h/Sunday+morning+playmates++002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057739374529789730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCzKgFavyI/AAAAAAAAACs/u36zGqmLyos/s320/Sunday+morning+playmates++002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rosita, Kaure &amp; Javier. Maus o?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     He may look nothing like me, but that is definitely a Max expression!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCy8QFavxI/AAAAAAAAACk/NDsl-SMxTP0/s1600-h/Exploring+in+the+garden+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057739129716653842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCy8QFavxI/AAAAAAAAACk/NDsl-SMxTP0/s320/Exploring+in+the+garden+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Is that the guiltiest look you've ever seen or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyvAFavwI/AAAAAAAAACc/iXfJdnYrraE/s1600-h/Practising+for+Chorus+Line+with+friends+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057738902083387138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyvAFavwI/AAAAAAAAACc/iXfJdnYrraE/s320/Practising+for+Chorus+Line+with+friends+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Kaure and his pals rehearsing for the "Chorus Line".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyfQFavvI/AAAAAAAAACU/-_Sn6OcyvYQ/s1600-h/Sunday+morning+after+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057738631500447474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyfQFavvI/AAAAAAAAACU/-_Sn6OcyvYQ/s320/Sunday+morning+after+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes,Hales, I'm sorry but finally after 6 years......they broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it was all worth it girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Thank Lord it happened just as we were leaving The Jetty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCySwFavuI/AAAAAAAAACM/1zwIzx6IvPM/s1600-h/Sunday+morning+after+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057738416752082658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCySwFavuI/AAAAAAAAACM/1zwIzx6IvPM/s320/Sunday+morning+after+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So how's my hair ?Elaine,the next morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyDQFavtI/AAAAAAAAACE/5jpjGxNAONE/s1600-h/Sunday+morning+after+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057738150464110290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCyDQFavtI/AAAAAAAAACE/5jpjGxNAONE/s320/Sunday+morning+after+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to save the best for last. Yes, it was that bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least after a few mouthfuls of spicy chilli &amp; egg noodles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could actually open my eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Lani's Birthday party that Saturday afternoon, the adults decided to attend a party&lt;br /&gt;of their own,this time at "The Jetty". In Alotau the two "hottest" clubs to check out on a Saturday night are Alotau Int'l Hotel's "Jetty" which is literally on a jetty overlooking the bay and the other is the Cameron Club.Ok so when I say clubs, I don't mean like Lamana Hotel's "Gold Club",  hey it's Alotau...... actually, by the time you've had your fourth glass of rum n' coke, believe it or not it actually does start looking a lot like The Gold Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were invited to the launching of The Miss Milne Bay Quest, we chose The Jetty. It was a cocktail affair so surprisingly most people (especially the ladies) were dressed up to the nines!This is a rare sight in Alotau so t'was a pleasant surprise I must say.It was all about stilletos, bare skin and some rather daring thigh high splits for some. As I said, this is not a common sight in Alotau not to mention The Jetty, where t-shirts, jeans and thongs/slippers can often be the norm!We, as in Jeannie, Pauline,Elaine and I ruled the dance floor and had such a ball. Elaine being the new girl in town caused quite a stir with her errm....pole dancing moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end despite the aching feet, broken shoes, heat,crappy (&amp; expensive) rum, fight in the car park umm what else...we had an awesome night!Here are some piccies of the morning after.....a far contrast to the night before I can assure you!While we relaxed and lazed on my verandah, Kaure and his pals kept us well entertained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-2230003639401316390?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/2230003639401316390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=2230003639401316390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2230003639401316390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2230003639401316390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/morning-after.html' title='The morning after!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCzKgFavyI/AAAAAAAAACs/u36zGqmLyos/s72-c/Sunday+morning+playmates++002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-6986819446256810608</id><published>2007-04-22T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:28:37.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lani&apos;s 3rd betdei'/><title type='text'>Buta Lani's 3rd Betdei Pati!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjClSAFavsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QzChk3UG-qk/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057724110216019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjClSAFavsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QzChk3UG-qk/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buta Lani and Uncle Geoff wid his big red tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Geoff likes chewing sada (betel nut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjClCgFavrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5z0GP0QCbqY/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057723843928047282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjClCgFavrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5z0GP0QCbqY/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bubu Cathy and Aunty Jin Jin after da pati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCj-wFavqI/AAAAAAAAABs/-cxBBgMivbw/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057722679991910050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCj-wFavqI/AAAAAAAAABs/-cxBBgMivbw/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All da Misima Aunties who helped cook all da food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCjrwFavpI/AAAAAAAAABk/B1Cnt2bWfAo/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057722353574395538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCjrwFavpI/AAAAAAAAABk/B1Cnt2bWfAo/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Elaine,Aunty Jin Jin,Aunty Aila &amp; Aunty Sio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and da chiken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCijAFavnI/AAAAAAAAABU/YWhfBBmFPWE/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057721103738912370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCijAFavnI/AAAAAAAAABU/YWhfBBmFPWE/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncles made Sago Mona in da claypot. My fevrit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCiVgFavmI/AAAAAAAAABM/ixsHfodaIA8/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057720871810678370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCiVgFavmI/AAAAAAAAABM/ixsHfodaIA8/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All da yummy food.Aunty Aila makes da best pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCh-QFavlI/AAAAAAAAABE/N6xYtUbVOgk/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057720472378719826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCh-QFavlI/AAAAAAAAABE/N6xYtUbVOgk/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buta Zuriel sang da loudest out of all da boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjChpgFavkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/O6n0nAVwvdE/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057720115896434242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjChpgFavkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/O6n0nAVwvdE/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunty Jin Jin and da boys chasing all da flies off da yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCgyQFavjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C2_rfaYVEYA/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057719166708661810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCgyQFavjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C2_rfaYVEYA/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Geoff,Baby Ailalana and Buta Lani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCfggFavgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bLrAvyYZ87g/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057717762254355970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCfggFavgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bLrAvyYZ87g/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buta Lani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCerAFavfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O3FKHvzgyQY/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057716843131354610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjCerAFavfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O3FKHvzgyQY/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello! It's me Kaure. Last week Saturday my buta (brother) Lani had his betdei party at Top Town. Lani he's my best friend, but sometimes we used to fight. Lani's mummy is Aunty Jin Jin and his Daddy is Uncle Geoff. Zuriel is Lani's big brada and dey have one small sister-baby Ailalana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went wid my mummy to deya house and we had a big party wid lots of ada chilren an I played wid my friends and ate plenty of betdei cake and food. Aunty Jin Jin and all da ada Misima Aunties and Uncles cooked plenty food. Da food was really yummy. I ate and ate and my stomach got really full up det my belly button nearly fell out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us played games, sang songs,ate and had lots and lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-6986819446256810608?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/6986819446256810608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=6986819446256810608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6986819446256810608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/6986819446256810608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/buta-lanis-3rd-betdei-pati.html' title='Buta Lani&apos;s 3rd Betdei Pati!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__MtNwptvKp4/RjClSAFavsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QzChk3UG-qk/s72-c/IMG_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-2065535143876697999</id><published>2007-04-10T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T17:31:04.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Excitement</title><content type='html'>Belated Easter Greetings! Ours was a fairly quiet week-end although we did have some excitement on Saturday morning and Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all the shops were closed on Good Friday, you can imagine the chaos in town the next morning when the entire population of Milne Bay converged on the main street of Alotau town swarming like ants to sugar as they raced into Papindo,Cheongs and Alotau Supermarket to grab all they could before closing time at 12pm. I cannot stand shopping on Saturdays but as we had guests,( Monday was also a public holiday) and we needed to top up on our supplies, I had little choice but to face the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that morning we had actually arranged with our friend Jeannie Callister to take a drive down to East Cape (the most south eastern tip of PNG) to buy some fresh fish at the market,something we hadn't done in a while. After waiting in the queue at the ATM,then the shops, then trying to avoid every pedestrian on the street while driving at a snails pace, we finally met up with the Callisters in typical Milne Bay timing at 12.3opm.The initial plan was to meet at 9.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we eventually loaded the troops into their toyota hilux and set off for the 45 minute drive to East Cape(the troops being 5 kids and 8 adults). Five minutes into the drive and the rain came thundering down, yes when it rains in Alotau it pours!!The guys in the back tray were saturated!We almost turned back a few times but Jeannie kept assuring us the weather would clear up further on. Sure enough it did, but things got a bit tricky or should I say sticky when we left the comfort of the sealed road and hit the dirt road. Thank God we were in a 4wd and the tyres were brand new! Several times we almost slid off the road, it was that muddy!Amidst Jeannie's escalating squeals of "Geoffrey,Geoffrey,Geoffrey!!", (Geoff's her hubby),Geoff's sheer determination behind the wheel, Elaine and I holding our breath and sending silent prayers at the back.......we eventually made it! (phew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still drizzling when we arrived at the market and despite the rain, the fishermen continued to arrive along the beach front with their canoes filled with the morning's catch. After checking all the canoes I ended up getting four large coral trout for K1.00 each,Jeannie bought a huge mackeral for K30.00 and Elaine (one of my colleagues at EMB) also bought a few. It was a very pleasant afternoon had by all as we sipped hot coffee, chewed chunks of smoked makeral,chased our kids and  munched on clams in coconut cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive back was just as adventurous, we made it over the muddy hills only to be greeted by more rain.This time all the rivers were flooded so there were a few scary moments when we were certain the vehicle would be swept away. I actually had visions of us floating out to sea somewhere between Misima and Rossel Island but.... we made it back finally, exhausted and content that our mission was accomplished.....we came back with fish.  (Sorry no piccies this time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night Jobby Paiva,Elaine and I were busy working on one of our projects-a series of community radio drama programs. Actually Jobby was editing and showing us the ropes, we were observing.  We finished about 11.30pm, went home and crashed only to be roused at @ 2am by the phone ringing. It was Elaine calling on her mobile. She was frantic, telling me to call the police because her next door neighbour-Pat was screaming at the top of her lungs for someone to help her! Not much more info was given but I called the cops-no answer, called Masurina Hotel (to get in touch with their security supervisor)-no answer,called Elaine's house number (to wake up her flatmate Guy who lives upstairs)-still no answer!By the time I called Elaine back on her mobile, she told me some of the other neighbours had come by and scared off the intruders! Talk about excitement!Poor Pat! She told us later that four men had cut her fence and were attempting to barge into her room downstairs. While they were pushing on one side of the door, she was pushing on the other side! No wonder she was screaming!Luckily the police overheard the other Masurina security guard on the 2-way radio and turned up to check. The rascals had long gone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat was ok but shaken. She strongly suspects her own security guard was involved and they also suspect an ex-giligili escapee but, the matter is still being pursued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now getting up every time I hear a noise. This sort of thing incident doesn't usually happened in our area, but it's a wake up call that's for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-2065535143876697999?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/2065535143876697999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=2065535143876697999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2065535143876697999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/2065535143876697999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-excitement.html' title='Easter Excitement'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1978342485159826976.post-3376687025577928915</id><published>2007-03-19T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:58:34.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eauwedo'/><title type='text'>Eauwedo from Alotau!</title><content type='html'>Eauwedo everyone! That's hello or Thank You in Sariba language. For those of you who aren't familiar with all things Milne Bay, Sariba Island is where I come from and is a 2 hour dinghy ride from Alotau. Alotau is the provincial capital of Milne Bay which is in the South East of Papua New Guinea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, Milne Bay is often referred to as Size 28 country, or land of the midgets, you guessed it, most people here are short, well shorter than me (I like to think). That's one thing I love about being home, finally I can actually look people in the eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I live and work at Education Milne Bay, no not The Dept. of Education, Education Milne Bay Ltd, a small private company specialising in training and education. I'm a single mum and I've been based here for almost 2 years now.I'm here with my son- Kaure Muala, who is 2 and a half years old going onto 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lived in Port Moresby for about 10 years, I decided to make the move home after giving birth to my son. I wanted my son to grow up in a place where he could be free to run around, swim in clean waters, walk in the forest or on the street, safe and unharmed. I've found that place and it's here in Alotau. Don't get me wrong, we have our fair share of incidents, crime is on the rise and Alotau is changing but compared to Moresby, it's paradise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1978342485159826976-3376687025577928915?l=maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/feeds/3376687025577928915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1978342485159826976&amp;postID=3376687025577928915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/3376687025577928915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1978342485159826976/posts/default/3376687025577928915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxnkaureinalotau.blogspot.com/2007/03/eauwedo-from-alotau.html' title='Eauwedo from Alotau!'/><author><name>max&amp;amp;kaureinalotau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324012251923645670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
