The midst of nowhere - Wo'onsa
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I couldn't sleep all night, feeling all cold and miserable. And when the sun rose at six in the morning, we continued the journey. The raft was there at the river in the morning so we could crossed River Bongka now. Afterward the non-stop walking journey began again. I kept asking Rev. Yardin, "How much longer is it?" and he said, "Only two hours more." He kept telling me that "lie" though in fact we only reached Wo'onsa at six in the evening. We had to cross more rivers (depper ones compared to yesterday) and more muddy paths and mountains. I was so exhausted and almost couldn't believe I would make it. The whole villagers had waited for us when we arrived and gave us a kind of hero's welcome. Indeed I felt like a hero after going through such an exhausting journey. So there I was, sitting, wet, dirty, exhausted, and could barely said a word. the nice women then asked if they could provide hot water for my bath and I felt so spoiled. These people have to walk for about half hour to get the water from the river and I was almost ashamed to think that I should have a hot bath in the midst of such simplicity. But it was such a heavenly thought for a shivering girl like me so I said yes. Wo'onsa was a place I never imagine exists before, it was so secluded, it had no electricity, no water pipes, no health facility - but the people are so nice. Most of them were shy and could only speak in their native language - the Wana language.