|Boarding the flight to Tanna|
|Tanna's airport from the tarmac|
|Chaos inside the Tanna airport for baggage collection|
|Driver and passengers fixing up the road so that we could make it up the hill!|
|The new toilet Morris is installing|
|The current toilet that is very clean and not at all smelly!|
|Another bungalow with a view of Mt Yasur. Note the solar panel for electricity.|
|Morris's youngest child|
Around 3:30 we left the bunglows to walk to Mt Yasur with Morris's 10 year old son Janson as our guide. It took about 45 minutes to walk to the entrance, where we paid our entry fee, and then another 45 minute walk up to the base of the volcano rim. Most people seem to get a lift to the top but we quite enjoyed our walk even though we were the only tourists walking up there.
|Erik and Janson on a mission|
|You can even mail a letter from the top of the volcano!|
|Crazy smoke coming out of the volcano|
|Us with a little bit of action from Yasur in the background|
|This couple ended up with a better picture than us as the timing of the eruption was perfect!|
|Large pieces of earth in the air|
|Erik on the rim|
On the rim of Mt Yasur from Ashley Hanson on Vimeo.
We paid for transport back to the bungalows, which was a good idea because I'm not sure we could have easily made our way back in the dark. Dinner was waiting for us when we arrived.
The next day was a very special one, as Morris's youngest brother was getting married and we were invited to watch and participate in the ceremony. We walked to the center of the village around 8am, where we met the village chief and we were welcomed with open arms. One of the elder village women put ceremonial paint on my face simply by placing my cheek against hers and rolling our cheeks together. I was impressed!
|One of the older women in the village|
|My paint came directly from her face!|
Children of Tanna from Ashley Hanson on Vimeo.
|Morris's village presenting gifts to the bride's village|
|Erik also helped with the presentation of gifts!|
|This gift presentation took ages. All of the material that was unfolded to be put here was taken by the bride's village, who then proceeded to fold it all back up again!|
|The bride's face is in the left of the picture. The gifts from her village to Morris's are also seen.|
Wedding celebratory dancing from Ashley Hanson on Vimeo.
Rain began to fall and lasted most of the afternoon. We were happy we had been able to see Yasur the evening before, as it would not have been the best weather to walk to the rim that night. That afternoon another group arrived, a British brother and sister, along with her two kids who were about 3 and 1. Morris's children loved playing with her children. She is an ex-pat living in Port Vila and her brother, Matt, lives in Brunei. They grew up in Singapore, so they were very interesting people to talk to about life and travel.
That night Erik and Matt (the Brit) were invited to a local kava drinking ceremony. There were no women allowed, so this was very exclusive! The chief himself was chewing up and spitting out the kava that Erik was drinking, and it is considered quite special to drink kava from the mouth of a chief. That night the pig was roasted and kids were playing with "ashballs" instead of snowballs in the village.
|Games of soccer were also played in the village, thanks to Matt who brought the ball.|
|We bought a fresh coconut here for 20 cents and had one of the market ladies cut it open with her knife.|
|A friend hanging out with us while we were waiting for our flight|