May 30th never happened. We boarded our plane in Los Angeles late at night on May 29th and then hit the International Date Line flying to Syndey, Australia. When we arrived it was already May 31. We were so grateful for empty seats around us so that we could get some sleep.
Our final flight from Port Moresby to Mount Hagen took us up the coast of Papua New Guinea and then we descended down through thick cloud cover. As we descended through thick white clouds we finally broke through to see the Wagi River winding its way through the lush green jungle valley to the town of Mount Hagen. Our old friend, Jeff Myers, was there with two vehices - one for all the weary travelers and one for our 16 Action Packers of checked luggage. After 21 hours of flying time and over 30 hours since we had left home, we arrived safely at the Barnabas (Guest) House at Kudjip Nazarene Hospital in Papua New Guinea. As we pulled up we had a welcoming crew of old friends throwing flowers through the windows of the vehicle.
After a wonderful dinner with Dr. Andy and Judy Bennett we passed out in our beds.
The operating theatre (they don't call it an operating "room" here but rather use the British term) schedule on June 1 was 80% gynecology, so I did four of the five surgeries. Three of those were for enormous ovarian tumors, the size of volleyballs. I will spare you the pictures, since I know some of you following this blog would prefer not to see such things.
Okay, it's 3 AM and jet lag seems to be getting the best of me. I'm going back to bed to see if I can sleep a little before another busy day.