Wednesday, 22nd October.
The manager of the Goodenough section of the Transit Hotel, gave me one of the empty bedrooms to sleep in at the price of the dormitory. A present for my last night, and the only night in a bed during two months of travelling. 
I say goodbye to all those Goodenough people whom I had met, and I take the PMV to the airport.
There I remember that I had planned to go to city hall to ask the origin of the name 'Orangerie Bay', a bay on the south coast, but I completely forgot.
New Guinea is spelled 'Niugini' in Tok Pisin.
I go back to the Sede family, to re-make the world in one evening.
Thursday, 23rd October.
I spend a day at the Brown River to say my goodbyes to the family, friends and neighbours.
Again, the 'bilum' bag is used for everything.
With flash you can see the baby's eyes are looking at the world outside.
Friday, 24th October.
Back to Port Moresby.
In Port Moresby there is a tiny craft market. I spend the day there. Tourist souvenirs are very hard to find, since there are virtually no tourists ...
The market traders tell me that tomorrow there will be nobody here because they will all be at a craft market organized by a school at Ela Beach.
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