Looking for Wakonai.

Wednesday, September 10th.

A small earthquake in the night, 5-10 seconds. I felt one once before in Albania.

In the morning I am brought a lumpy, bumpy citron.

Acid pulp without interest, sweet and nice skin.

Tree 6m tall.

A citrus variety which had not been foreseen on my list.

I go to Goroka.
Atmosphere in a park of Goroka.

Comming back home and arrival of a Papuan Citron. I recognised it immediately!

So now two found out of the five being sought - plus two unknown varieties.

My hostess holding the Papuan Citron in front of the hut where I'm living.