Driving through ”autumnized” streets like a well-mannered emperor penguin with a renewable driver's license, I quietly browsed through some fun-facts of High Scholasticism in my mind while listening to Abebe, a lovely song by Papua New Guinea singer George Mamua Telek. It was a Kuanuan song about butterflies. Or, maybe, about Spirits. But, I was told that baby Telek accidentally chewed on a sacred betel nut. As a result, his ancestors were able to come to his dreams and sing endless ancient stories to him. “So, could it also be a song all about sacred betel nut?” I wondered. At any charming rate, the song was the only link between this insignificant being that I grudgingly recognized as “me” and the wonderfully mysterious world of far away known as Papua New Guinea. And this realization amazed me.

Again, I was understandably awed by the magnificence of Nebraska State Capitol and had to make a quick photo-stop.

I walked around, adjusted aperture, calculated the Depth of Field, while secretly thinking about learning Kuanuan language (right after mastering Austronesian of course...as Austronesian is required to chat with cute lemurs from Madagascar).