It's been a very long time since we've done village prep. Our normal helping hands aren't here, they are exactly where they are supposed to be: excelling in college.
Aaron started shopping with a little bit of a rocky start. Several jars of peanut butter in the case expired several months ago. The rat trap he bought didn't have all of the parts. Just small things that show we're still a little bit rusty. It's been almost three years since the last time we prepared to move to the village.
But the flour buckets are labeled and in the deep freeze along with the other things that might harbor "friends" that we don't want to bring to our house. And he's found a copra ship that will go out to our area. It's been more than ten years since we had to use that form of transportation, but we don't have a lot of options right now.
So when the Nutoli sets sail next week (nobody is exactly sure when that may be), Aaron plans to be on it with some of our cargo for the village. He'll tackle some electrical work on the house and some translation work with the team. And when he returns, the fab four will "gird up our loins" and transition from life in Honiara to life in Marulaon Village.