The best thing about Vanuatu is how things make it to you. For example, since I was passing both Lauras, I could bring stuff to them. Then Cade had a package that came for Laura (g26) and I had already left the city. We didn't think we would meet up, then next thing I know I see a white man standing in the bed of the truck behind me. We saw each other at the same time, smiled, and stopped our trucks. He brought me the package, we shook hands and took off our separate ways. We both laughed when we saw each other again two hours later. That's the thing I love about here: you never know who you are gonna see where. And you never know how many hands a letter passes through before it comes to you. But it will some how, some way, make it to you. The same is true for passing messages across villages. We call it coconut wireless! It's effective and it's a vital part of the culture here.
Until next time
JumpInTheJungle
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