First Sail!

by Jessi on March 9, 2015 · 4 comments

Yes, we’re still in American Samoa. No, I don’t want to talk about it.

Clogging

What I do want to talk about: Dane’s first sail in a year! Doesn’t he look spiffy? He spent a while finding all the parts and reconditioning the boom, but our dinghy sails just fine when there’s a breeze and there was a good one yesterday morning, off and on.

We're going to do stuff like this.

Now that we’ve got a little time to ourselves as we wait for some cyclones to get out of our way to Tonga, we’re going to enjoy our time here more. We’re intending on spending the next week (or so; damn you weather) doing the things we should have been doing more of during our long sojourn here. We’ll be going to different villages, snorkeling and writing more. Maybe a few boat projects, but only if we’re bored.

Mmmm, grease

Sailing yesterday was our start. I broke out my inflatable kayak and raced Dane to shore as he slowly (so slowly) sailed the dinghy in. I won, but he got the last laugh as I realized I forgot my shoes on the boat and he had to carry me over the threshold into McDonald’s. So, I guess I’ve officially gone native, wearing a lavalava and hanging out barefoot in McDonald’s on a Sunday. It’s a slippery slope. Soon, I’ll be eating Samoan pancakes (called panikeke, but actually big round donut holes; see above) bag by greasy bag and wearing quarters in my ears. Se’i tatou o, folks!

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Sue
2 years 8 months ago

The panikeke look disgusting. Se’i tatou o must mean ” I’ve given up”, right?

2 years 8 months ago

It means “See you ‘sometime.'” I like the vagueness of that statement. Like, “Pago Pago. I’ve been there,” in its lackadaisical-ness.

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Lauren
2 years 8 months ago

Wait, what’s with the quarter in the ear? I’m confused… Glad to see you guys are making the most of the situation, I was starting to worry since I hadn’t heard from you in a while. Can’t wait to see you this summer!

2 years 8 months ago

I was confused about the quarter thing for a long time, too. Some sort of earplugging fad? Shutting out your parents’ nagging? Then I realized that students pay 50 cents for the bus here. 2 ears + 2 quarters = exact fare! Apparently it’s a thing all over, but this is the first place I’ve seen it. A weird thing when you have pockets, but a thing nonetheless.
I’ll stock up for this summer. Can’t wait to see you, either!

 

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