Debbie and I went to Rabaul after Christmas on the Chimbu Passenger Ship. The ship was dirty and I think that is where I got bitten by a bed bug. More on that in the next section of my summer vacation.
Fr Paul picked us up and took us to the MSC Sisters Convent in Vunapope, the Archdiocese of Rabaul. The Sisters were very hospitable and Fr Paul showed us around Rabaul. We went to the market. We visited Rakunai, the place made famous by Blessed Peter Torot, his martyrdom came when the Japanese killed him for doing the work for the church. PNG wants to make him a saint of PNG. We also passed the Don Bosco School, visited seminary schools for the women and the men. Their locations seemed rather isolated, but self contained and peaceful.
The day we were to leave Rabaul, we got to the airport at 6 am and remained there till 5 pm that night only to find out our flight was canceled and we were only on standby for the next morning. What a boring long day at the airport. That night, being one of Debbie’s last in PNG, we took Fr Paul to dinner at a resort down the street from the Archdiocese.
Then, we had another big ordeal at the airport that morning. The airlines confirmed our flight for Sunday! (The day was Thursday) Debbie is leaving the next day (Friday) for America, so there was no way that was okay! Even up to the very last minute- we were told they did all they could do, but couldn’t get us on the full flight. Almost panicking, I asked to see the supervisor who said the same thing. At that point, I was literally begging- asking if anyone could give up their seats or we can pay extra or anything to get us back to Kimbe. She finally saw one possibility and we had two seats on that plane!! What an ordeal. Then they were scrambling to get our seats, make our tickets and told us our luggage we wanted checked would now be carried on. All in all, we made it back to Kimbe. Debbie’s last night was celebrated with the Caritas Sisters who prepared a delicious dinner for us. The Bishop joined us and the Sisters that last night. Debbie sadly did make her flight the next day for the US. Sr. Sara took her to the airport that morning. I felt the prayers of everyone working at that moment. Thanks and Praise be to God!! 🙏🙏
This is the end of Part 3 of how I spent my summer vacation. Stay tuned for Part 4 when I tell you about my Missionary Seminar in Goroka in January.
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