I had every intention to finish part two of my blog last Sunday. I also had every intention of having only one plate at dinner. Or just one drink. But, as things sometimes go, I had difficulties with motivation. Writing is not strenuous, but it does involve thinking. Not astute thinking obviously, but thinking none the less. But since I’m lazy and easily distracted, I didn’t write part two on Sunday. I was distracted by college fishing on ESPN.
I did not know that colleges now compete in fishing. Oklahoma State was fishing against Auburn. I looked for cheerleaders but didn’t see any. I wondered how the recruiting worked for college fishing. Do they have coaches? Do they have boosters luring high school fishing talent with beer and Evinrudes? How do they scout unless there are high school fishing teams. I’ll check into that.
But with the distractions gone, I’m going to add part two. This is the part where we left Oklahoma and arrived back in Nunam Iqua. It was a relief to find cooler (much cooler) temperatures up here. As usual, the plane ride sucked. This time it started with a solid hour of a small human being screaming at the top of her lungs. Not just crying, but screaming. And her 4 yr old brother thought it fun to kick the back of my seat.
Another reason I’m not comfortable on airplanes is because I won’t use the restroom on the plane. Ok, I will if needed, but I try to stay dehydrated so I don’t have to try to pee while traveling at 500 mph. But some people, usually those who sit next to me, find it very convenient to use the lavatory several times during a 5 hr flight. Monica and I were not sitting together on that leg,(she said it was the airline’s decision) and I was stuck between a married couple who didn’t want to sit beside each other. I decided to try my new icebreaker to start conversation: I asked each of them for their air-sickness bags because I might need all three. Strangely that was where the conversation ended.
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| Monica took this picture of Nunam Iqua just before we landed. |
But we made it to Anchorage and stayed two days so we could get our vehicles registered and so Monica could get her driver’s license. We also needed to do some shopping before heading out to the village. We went to Mr. Prime Beef and ordered our meat for the year. They’ll cut it up and ship it out to us. We have a big freezer, so we have the room. Paying for 241 lbs of meat at one time isn’t fun, but since it lasts most of the school year we swallow and pay. We ordered our dry goods in July and it arrived in the mail before we got there. So now we have most of our food for the school year.
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| Our pantry filled. |
We landed in Nunam Iqua on the 12th of August. The sun was shining and people were complaining about how hot it was; it was a perfect 70 degrees. Kids were hollering at us to welcome us home. And we had many, many flies in our house. Monica said it reminded her of Amityville Horror. I said it reminded me of our pig barn when I was a kid. Either way, we killed flies for a week and finally got that under control. I think our vacuum cleaner bag is full of dead flies.
The school year is beginning and we have food. I think my motivation was all used up with making sure we had plenty of food for the year. I obsess about that. Maybe my motivation cup is filling back up, like my belly, so I’ll get back to writing in a more timely manner. I will try to update what is happening to us up here weekly. Monica says she’ll help motivate me by withholding food. I believe that will work.
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