Guam, Again

Our plane shuddered. The flight attendants frantically gestured for me to sit in the nearest seat from their jump chairs, trying to be prim and proper as they strapped themselves in...

We were on our way home: Osaka, Japan.

I couldn't believe how fast the week had gone.

The Tao Tao Tasi dinner show featuring the history and dances of the Micronesian and Polynesian adventurers who populated the fast island chains of the Pacific islands...

The abundant fish swarming the coral reefs just an arm's length under the sea outside our hotel...

The fantastic new cafes popping up all around Guam...

It was all in our rear-view mirror.

Now, we were holding on for dear life as we tried to outrun a typhoon headed exactly where we were flying.

Time would reveal that we made it home just in time to hunker down and wait out the storm that we outran.