Truk - Day 7

Sunday February 20th was our last day in Truk.  We were scheduled to leave around midnight that night, so it was a no diving day.  A few of us decided to go on an island tour to some of the surrounding islands.  Our two divemasters picked us up at the dive shop and took us to a couple of islands.  These islands were kind of remote and didn't have electricity.  It's really interesting to see people living that way and makes you really appreciate all of the comforts we have here in the US.  When we were walking through one of them, we came upon a peace corp volunteer from the US...Nebraska I think.  I think she heard our Minnesotan accents.  She talked to us for a bit about living life there, which was really interesting.

Blue Lagoon dive shop.

An old hyperbaric chamber at the dive shop.

Hyperbaric chamber.

Tank filling station

David and Melanie

Buck and I

Dan and I.  What a hottie with no shirt!

This was an old school on one of the islands.

The "main drag" on this island.

Cute little girl that followed us around for awhile.  The people on these islands must not see white people very often, because the little kids were just fascinated by us.  They would all run out to the road and wave and run along with us for awhile.  It was really cute.  The older kids and adults seemed kind of intimidated by us though, which was kind of awkward...most of them laughed at us.

Another school.  You could see their lessons written on the chalkboard and their schedules posted on the wall.  The Peace Corp teacher told us that most of the kids have to walk an hour to school each day, so they are just really happy when the kids even show up.

This was at the remains of an old war hospital.

When we got back, Tom took a few "engagement pics" of us for our Save the Dates.

Of course, we had to get one with the big ship in the background.

And Tom playing around with the guns!!

Sunset

Sunset

Last Happy Hour

Sunset. 

Sunset

We all had our last dinner in Truk together and spent the night either napping or packing, anxiously getting ready to leave for our long trek back home.