The night at Betelgut was spent talking, visiting and eating dinner together. The room was packed with adults and kids, and some out on the porches. We talked about their village, and they asked us questions about America. They were always interested in the pictures we brought of our families and homes. This village was not as remote. The kids spoke Tok Pisin well. They had a church right in their village, and school was not too far to walk to. They were very proud of how well kept their village was, and took us on a tour of it, before it got dark.
