coconuts and chickens

We went back to Laura beach with snorkel gear and a borrowed metal detector.  After a couple hours of searching for my wedding ring, we headed back empty handed, literally. I guess a part of us will always be in the Marshall Islands ; )

Tuesday night we all went to pasta night at the other hotel.  Just like we did four years ago - but this time we were missing our past travel mates! You create your own and they sauté it for you.  Kate and Tracy ordered glasses of wine, the wine list was short (white or red?) but you can't beat the pour! 

This morning Esme watched from our bungalow deck as they trimmed the coconut trees at our hotel, large palms and a lot of coconuts came crashing to the ground.  The guys opened a few for us and we drank it up and scooped out the meat. They would just climb them the traditional way with hands and bare feet, probably 2 or 3 stories up!

We then took a boat to Eneko (an island 25 minutes away) and spent the afternoon playing in the water, chasing chickens, drinking more coconuts, and relaxing under the palms.   All is good