Our trip back to Tau was on a little pontoon boat, which would have been fine with me if it wasn't for the fumes. I kept my head over the water as much as possible to avoid feeling like I was huffing gas... nothing like a little nausea to cap off my awesome night. On the bright side there we dolphins guiding the boat and leaping out of the water as we approached Tau.
The boat owner had his boys with him and they fished as we went along, unfortunately they didn't catch anything.
I spent the rest of the week working on Tau. There is little to do on Tau and even less when it is raining, which it was. The community is small and everyone knows each other. Each year more and more people leave Manu'a, drawn away by the modern conveniences of the larger islands and the mainland.
The week we were in Manu'a was apparently a good week for mackerel, it seemed that everyone was either catching or cooking mackerel. The picture below is the second small wharf on Tau and the dark shape in the water is a school of mackerel. Word spread fast and everyone was turning up with a fishing pole.
As we drove around, I was surprised to suddenly feel more like I was back home more than a tropical island. The road was lined with what looked like pine trees. I am not sure what they are, but it was nice to have a change of scenery.
By the end of the week work was done and I was back on the plane for the 30 minute flight home.
The Jaskowiak Family
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