Trip Start Jun 15, 2006
15Trip End Nov 12, 2007
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I am now a Pohnpein man, with a village title. This is a sign of respect, and a sign that I am ready to take a Pohnpein wife, as the men in the village seem intent on making happen. They cannot seem to fathom that a 26 year old man does not have at least 5 children. That is not the way of things here in Kitti (Kee-Chee). The most rural of rural towns, on the backside of a beautiful, lush, tropical, island, carpeted with the greenest plush rug you have ever seen, that spills over mist-enshrouded mountains, feeding countless waterfalls that tumble into the turquoise sea. It is truly a wonderous place.
I bath in a river that runs past our house with the village children, who splash around with an innocence that you would not think still exists in todays fast paced world. Kids who still play outside all day, who climb coconut trees and hack the ground with machetes for fun. Kids who are all part of my new, extended, wonderful family. It has only been 3 weeks in Royi (pronounced Roy, as in Rogers, as in mmm that would be good right now...)but this place has mesmerized my heart, mind, and senses. The pace of life is so slow that it is almost nonexistant. However, the days are always full. When your mind and senses slow, you can start to appreciate the smaller things that we usually miss.
And there is plenty to admire.
"As his pace slowed down, his heart quieted. He was wholeheartedly immersing himself, and this was his path. He turned around for one last glimpse of the only land and people he knew, and he saw them as distant specks merging with the shadows."
-Thich Nhat Hanh