Off to NOAA

July 29, 2015

This summer I signed up for Dean Antolini’s Domestic Ocean and Coastal Law class.  I absolutely love taking these environmental law classes - I learn so much about our environment, I get to do research and advocate, and I get to go on field trips!  Gotta love those field trips.

Most unfortunately, I was unable to go on the fish market/auction trip or on the Makai to Mauka field trip.  Wayne and I had done the second field trip before, so that wasn’t so bad, but I was dying to go see the fish auction.  Unfortunately, that morning was my inaugural Board of Directors meeting for Family Programs Hawaii.  I needed to go to that one.  But that was ok - this field trip was more than awesome.  We went to the newly inaugurated (well, inaugurated last year) National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration Daniel Inouye Pacific Regional Center (NOAA PRC) on Ford Island.  

The NOAA PRC is on the northwest corner of Ford Island, and it is constructed using two aircraft hangars, Buildings 175 and 176, which were constructed in 1971.  The NOAA PRC had to incorporate these two hangars, still riddled with bullet holes from that fateful day, December 7, 1941, a result of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.  These hangars are part of the National Historic Register, and thus much red tape ensued in trying to consolidate the NOAA activities on Oahu.  It is home to the National Environmental Satellite Data and Information Service, the National Ocean Service, the National Weather Service, the National Marine Fisheries Service Oceanic and Atmospheric Research Center and Marine and Aviation Operations, the International Tsunami Information Center, and the Pacific Tsunami Warning Center among several others, to include my beloved Papahānaumokuākea Marine National Monument and the Hawaiian Islands Humpback Whale National Marine Sanctuary.

The building is a Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design (LEED) gold rated building.  What is a LEED building, you ask?  I’d be very happy to tell you!  LEED is an internationally recognized green building certification system, providing third-party verification that a building or community was designed and built using strategies aimed at improving performance across energy savings, water efficiency, carbon dioxide emissions reduction, improved indoor environmental quality, and stewardship of resources and sensitivity to their impacts.  Points are awarded to those categories, and the total sum yields the rating.  The certification threshold for gold is 60-79 points.  You can see the guide to certification here.

One of the features is the parking lot - not only does it serve as a parking lot, it captures rain water and routes it to collection tanks that provide water for irrigation and flushing the toilets in the restroom.  There are automatic blinds on the Diamond Head and Ewa windows that adjust during the time of day, controlling the direct sunlight entering the building and contributing to the air conditioning and energy management.  Notice the use of daylight to minimize the amount of power needed.  I just wouldn’t want to clean those windows!

The building has a fascinating air cooling and ventilation system.  Cold ocean water from wells deep below the building go into cooling towers on the roof.  This cools the air, which flows downward into a main shaft in each hangar, travels under a raised floor, and is vented into the office spaces.  The warm air rises and is carried out by the ducting in the false ceiling.  I don’t know that the system is perfected, we were sweating bullets as we went through some of the laboratory spaces.  The building is powered by a large photovoltaic system - amazing.

The ground floor lobby, exhibits, library and dining facility are a large part of Building A, which interconnects the space between the two renovated hangars.  The walls are adorned with photos that used to grace the walls of the NOAA facilities in Hawaii Kai - I was happy to see my friends had been transported.

But enough about the building, time to talk about the field trip!

The class met at the Arizona Memorial parking lot at 8:00 am (well, there were one or two stragglers, but not bad), and those of us with military ID (and car stickers) divvied up the visiting crew.  We needed to be across the bridge before 9:00, as it was going to be opened from then until noon.  We got across the bridge without incident and made our way to the beautiful structure you see above.  We gathered in the dining area outside the (very popular) cafeteria, and waited for our hosts.  Paulo Morin and Mike Lamier greeted us as I scurried around getting the field trip waiver signed.  Not many people read the waiver, but it was quite clever.  Hazards of the trip included crossing a bridge and having conversations with federal employees.  Very witty, Dean, very witty.

We were given a very brief tour of the lobby where Mike told us about the construction of the building, and explained the eco-friendly features contained within.  We were all duly impressed!  Well, I was.  From there we entered into the workspaces.  The interior conversion of the hangar was truly impressive.  Like the connecting building, the hangar makes use of available natural sunlight, and there are research/relaxing areas where you are surrounded by the beauty of Hawaiian plants.  The spaces are very open, and sound definitely travels.  We really needed to be on our best behavior while there.

From there we went up to the second floor, and walked through the geospatial cubicle area, where we were further chastised to whisper while transiting through the area.  I can see that a group of our size would be rather loud, and could cause some serious disruption of any and all work efforts.

We made our way to the Pacific Tsunami Warning Center control room.  I personally would call it a war room - multiple displays and computers are behind a glass wall, which is fronted by a conference room.  This is the room where the Center team members give their press briefings any time there is an event that requires coverage and monitoring.  The computer room and conference room were empty of employees, but we were assured that if an event occurred, the room would be swarming with team members.  I can believe it.  As a side note, this is a much, much better place for the Warning Center than its predecessor.  The former Warning Center was in Ewa Beach, right in the tsunami flood zone.  I cannot imagine how difficult it would be to go to and from work if an event actually occurred.  I have bicycled past the old Warning Center, and it is relatively modest.  It would be hard to house all the scientists simultaneously.  I think.  The new NOAA building seems like it may be in a flood zone, but I’m going to have to check that out.  We were reassured that the building itself is certified tsunami-proof, and in all my time working on Ford Island, I never experienced flooding.

We got to go outside in the socializing zone, and to see the ships (one of which was the NOAA ship Okeanos Explorer), along with the Sea-Based X-band radar (that one is the property of the US Navy).  Magnificent, but in 91 degree weather with no trade winds, I wanted to go inside quickly.

From there we were transferred over to Alan Andrews, a dedicated, energetic, and enthusiastic scientist who does bond radio carbon dating and lead radium dating of fish.  His work helps to give life history parameters for marine organisms, lending insight into the longeivity of different species.  Alan uses a micro drill to go into an odelisk extraction from the ear bones of fish.  Based upon levels of radiation in the bones, he is able to date them by comparing it to radioactive fallout from atmospheric atomic experimentation.  He also is able to determine age and maturity levels of the fish, and estimates that the life span of fish is grossly underestimated.  His findings then are presented in order to inform policy makers on how to regulate commercial and private fishing.  His species of the moment, or the species information he shared with us, was of the orange roughy.  Very neat.

Following this we did a quick tour of the fish dissection/extraction room, Science on a Sphere (a room sized, global display system that uses computers and four video projectors to display planetary data on a six foot diameter sphere that looks like a giant, animated globe), and then we were whisked off to the conference room to be regaled and impressed by NOAA scientists.  We were first impressed by Kelvin Gorospe of the Reef Fish Monitoring and Management Science Center.  Kelvin is part of the Fish Ecology and Monitoring Team.  The team goes out and does assessments of the types, number, and size of fish throughout the Hawaiian islands.  The amount of work that is done by the team members is incredible.  For the stationary count, working in pairs, they go dive for a half an hour, collect the data, and then come back up to enter the information into a database.  Each diver operates in a virtual cone that extends 7.5 meters on both sides, yielding a 15 meter radius of responsibility.  They also do towed diver surveys to target rare, large (>50 cm) species.  The last method used is remote underwater videography, which is exactly what it sounds like.  A remote controlled device with video camera within.  This work is part of the Pacific Reef Assessment and Monitoring Program, and provides scientific information that supports ecosystem approaches to management and conservation of coral reefs.  They travel on the NOAA ships Hiʻiʻalakai and Oscar Elton Sette, monitoring 1200 nautical square miles.  Human impacts on the numbers of fish and coral are grim.  Now comes the question of how to improve our human actions in order to rejuvenate and regenerate our reef ecosystems.  

Wayne and I have both been through training similar to that done by the team, albeit only for the island of Oahu.  The training was hosted in the Waikiki Aquarium, and we both did many dives where we did our counts and submitted the results online.  Wayne did so many of them that his name was actually listed as a major contributor on the website.  This was sponsored by Reef Environmental Educational Foundation (REEF).  I think this is what started me down my environmental conservation/preservation path.  At least where the ocean is concerned.  Click on the word REEF above if you are interested in learning more.

Next up with the National Marine Sanctuary Supervisor, Malia Chow.  The Hawaiian Islands Humpback Whale National Marine Sanctuary was designated in 1992, and it was the only single species sanctuary in the Nation.  The original proposal was only for Kahoʻolawe in the 1970s, but then all waters and islands were later proposed to be included.  There is a Sanctuary Council comprised of private citizens, members of the business community, and government.  There was little cultural representation originally, but the council is now largely comprised of Native Hawaiians.  Malia is moving the Sanctuary in a new direction.  The March 2015 Draft Management Plan and Environmental Impact Statement have proposed an ecosystem based sanctuary rather than a single species sanctuary.  It will be interesting to see how this develops, especially if the Pacific Northwest Humpback Whale distinct species is delisted.  But donʻt get me started on that.

The last part of the day I participated in was the briefing led by Athline Clark, the Papahānaumokuākea Marine National Monument Superintendant. The Monument was established by Presidential Proclamatin 8031 on June 15, 2006.  It is managed by the Department of Commerce (NOAA), the Department of the Interior (US Fish and Wildlife Service), and the state of Hawaii (Department of Land and Natural Resources).  The Monument is also a World Heritage Site, designated as such in 2010.  And itʻs big, measuring approximately 140,000 square miles.  This makes it the largest fully protected conservation area under the U.S. flag.  It would stretch from New Orleans to Las Vegas.  Take that, Texas!

Interesting facts to know, the Monument has over 70 airplane wrecks and over 60 shipwrecks.  And did you know that the Vietnam cease-fire was signed on Midway Atoll?  I didnʻt, and I went there.  Shame on me.  And, because of limited access, stones were studied at Mokumonomono that allowed cultural heritage practitioners to return to the main Hawaiian islands and reconstruct heiaus.  Impressive.  The Monumentʻs purpose is to preserve access for Native Hawaiian cultural activities, to carefully regulate educational and scientific activities, foster visitation in a special area around Midway, to prohibit unauthorized access to the Monument, to phase out commercial fishing over a period of five years, and to ban other resource extraction and waste dumping.  Thatʻs a huge order.  

We were behind schedule, so we were limited in our questions and answers during these presentations.  I left shortly after, and missed the final brown bag presentation in order to get to school in time for my final Professional Responsibility class.

Iʻm going to miss taking my Domestic Ocean and Coastal Law class.  Thank you Dean A!

 

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Wrapping up the vacation

Not quite stone money

Another sad day.  My housing could not be fixed locally, so I retrieved it and wrapped it for the trip home.  We will see what happens with B&H, and Sea & Sea.  I don’t get the feeling that the results will be good, and I fear I will be forced to buy a new housing.  And there really is no option, as I have bought all the appropriate accessories for this housing.  Deep sigh.   I really love that wide angle lens, and its effect on the pictures.  I just am not thrilled by the very weak point of breaking at the hinges.

Wayne didn’t sleep well last night, and was up very early working on his dive log and his photos.  We went out to breakfast at 6:30, passing Jodi in the lobby.  When we got onto the Mnuw and into the dining room area, but the heat was so overwhelming that we decided to strike out elsewhere.  To no avail.  We went to the former Trader’s Ridge, now the Yap Dive Resort and in serious disrepair, but their breakfast area was no better.  We got the waitress to turn on the fans, but another one came over, threw menus at us, and turned off the fans.  We left.  From there we walked to the Bank of Guam ATM (needed cash!), and then looked in as many stores as we could in search of yogurt or breakfast items.  No luck.  I found out later that there is no yogurt available on the island, go figure.  When we got back to the hotel, I ordered us breakfast to be delivered to the room.  Lesson of the day is if it’s too hot on the Mnuw, they will deliver the meal elsewhere.  

Matt and Jodi did the land tour today, and I think that they really enjoyed themselves.  Wayne and I did a study of our drying dive gear, bringing it back into the air conditioned room, and getting it ready for packing.  We had a very lazy day, for which I was grateful, and I had a massage/mani/pedi at 2 pm.  My masseur originally went to college in the Philippines to become a civil engineer.  Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford to continue the program when his scholarship ended, and he became a barber/hairdresser/masseur/nail technician. He originally came to Yap to work in a hair salon, but that folded, and he applied to work at Manta Ray Bay Hotel.  My benefit.  The massage started with a half hour hot bath alone in the room.  And me without a book.  I was glad when the half hour had ended.  I was very happy for the massage - he found dozens of knotted muscles and worked them into submission.  The mani/pedi was not quite what I expected, but good for a small island in the Pacific.  It took a half an hour per appendage to complete the mani/pedi, so I wound up having quite a long stay in the spa.

We tried to Identify our manta rays based upon the images at the hotel and dive shop, but our mantas appear unidentifiable.  Sigh.  It was so much easier when it was Kahn.

Wayne, in the meantime, caught up on Screencasts Online, a video podcast by our friend Don McAllister.  I highly recommend it if you are an Apple product user.

We had a light solo dinner, and then slept for nearly four hours before checking out and heading to the airport.  It was a sad day leaving.  We got to the airport, and had the usual bag inspection, although they didn’t pull everything out and then have me repack it this time.  From there it was through to departure tax ($20 per person), immigration, and then another inspection of our carry on luggage prior to being patted down.  The xray scanner was not working, so the wait to get patted down was a wee bit long.  

Super plus, the airport has free wifi and air conditioning now!  Of course, when you fill the waiting room, the air conditioning becomes less effective.  And the ever present mosquitos had not given up on their hunt for blood.  

The flight between Yap and Guam was uneventful, Wayne slept for over half the flight.  We went through Guam customs and immigration, and then headed to the United Lounge with Jodi & Matt.  Jodi was able to get her seats corrected (love those ladies at the front desk), and we fed Matt coffee.  Wayne started uploading his photos to the cloud, and we both updated the apps on our iPhones and iPads.  It feels good to be current!  

Wayne was able to secure super saver business first seats for the leg between Guam and Honolulu, for which I was grateful.  We slept for over half the flight between Guam and home.  Once we had our bags, we parted ways with Matt and Jodi who had one more leg to go.  I handed in our customs form, and we went to our car and headed home.  Once in the garage, I carefully opened up the door to the house, and sure enough there were three four legged beasties waiting for us.  I treated them to soft food, and we started to unpack.  I loved my trip, it was marvelous, but it is always good to be home.  Eliot had already left, so we changed, watched a tv show, and headed to bed.  Back to the grind tomorrow.

Not quite all the mantas of Yap

Red letter day for mantas

So we got up this morning and had the buffet breakfast on the bottom floor of the Mnuw.  Unfortunately, somewhere in the midst of our breakfast, the server opened up the door, and in flooded the flies.  We beat a hasty retreat after that - nothing like a swarm of those buggers to make you want to give up your plate of food.  It was time to get on the boat anyway!  We had all three tanks for our dives on board with us, and were ready for the day.  

I thought that our first dive was going to be at Mi’il Channel, which used to be the pre-eminant site for spotting manta rays.  I have had significant hit or miss luck with Mi’il Channel in the past, spotting a manta on only one of four dives there.  But, instead, we were headed to a relative new dive site, Stammtisch, discovered about five years ago, and written up in Tim Rock’s most recent book on Palau and Yap.  And the manta luck with Jodi just kept rolling!  We descended to a fifteen foot average dive, but managed to get down to 20 feet to be safe logging the dive.  We saw possibly 3-4 mantas, at the 11, 19, 25, 29, 50, 52, and 58-66 minute intervals.  The last two stayed with us for quite a while.  I had two overhead flights as mantas left the cleaning station.  In between, the parrotfish, as well as others, proved to be quite amusing.  We will have to identify the mantas via the board at Manta Ray Bay Hotel.  The dive computer said we would be able to stay down for close to 4 hours (!) at our consumption rate, but there was more to see today.

Our second dive was at Vertigo, where the center section of wall contains the steepest and deepest drop-off on the west coast of Yap. The south end of the wall gives way to a more gently sloping portion of the reef.  The first time we dived here together, I managed to forget my weights on the dive boat, so Wayne and I split his weights, and had a good dive, but were kicking upside down on our safety stop.  That would not be a problem today!  Vertigo is now the site where they chum the waters for the shark feed, so the sharks like to come close.  The guides threw some food in the water to attract the sharks, and we were surrounded by grey reef and black tips when we descended.  We stayed there for about 20 minutes and another group came in, so I asked Mike if we could continue along the wall and finish out the dive.  He seemed surprised, but we went.  And it was worth going.  Another shark, two turtles, a baby manta, and other creatures abounded.  I still love vertigo as a dive site, even if the guides don’t want to move along the wall.

We had the option of staying outside the lagoon for our third dive, or returning in to Macro.  We went back in to do Macro II. So Macro II is essentially Macro I in reverse.  We spent nearly an hour near the buoy, seeing the nudis again, along with the mantis shrimp, and two crocodile fish (Nico grabbed my attention when he found one, and Mike found another).  Then it was just tooling down the reef (after finally figuring out the macro setting on the miserable rental camera) taking pictures of macro items.  This rental camera chews through battery life, so the camera was pretty much useless on this dive, I had to turn it off and wait several minutes, and then take a single picture, and continue this way the whole two hours of this dive.  Nevertheless, it was a wonderful dive, although Jodi’s dive computer was still registering that she was at 15 feet when we returned to the boat.  At two hours and six minutes, this is my longest ever recorded dive (as well as Wayne’s), but Jodi’s computer is logging that it is going on much, much longer than 126 minutes!  We were definitely grateful to be allowed to spend that time under water, and we knew our time was up when Mike banged on his tank near the boat.

It was a quick turn around for dinner, and we were not bombarded by bugs at the table.  Thank goodness the breeze was back.  It’s always sad when the diving on the trip ends and you have to get ready to go home, but I’m ready to see my critters and to sleep in my waterbed for the first time in two weeks.  We will be coming back to Yap once again.  And this time it won’t take another 10 years.

Sunset from the private pool

And the hits just keep rolling on in

A less than auspicious start to our stay in Yap, albeit entirely my fault on one part, and the airline’s on the other part.  But before going into that, I was neglectful of the blog yesterday.  That is because it was a mostly lazy day.  Since we weren’t on the boat and diving, my ankle decided that it was time to start to get stiff and swell up again.  Oh joy.  Thankfully we purchased the new ankle brace on the 29th, and I was able to slip that on before we headed to breakfast.

The Rock Island Cafe owners/operators are Adventists, so they close the restaurant from 6 pm on Friday evening until 6 pm Saturday evening.  Because of this, we went to breakfast along with Matt and Jodi to the Anthias Cafe.  Of course it was appealing due to its play on our love for underwater critters, but it is very conveniently situated, and is very pleasant inside.  The free wifi was more than a wee bit slow, but we did have our own wifi cards for things that we needed.  After that, we went to the Coffee Berry Cafe for espresso, a bagel (one egg was a little too little breakfast for me), and more wifi of better bandwidth and speed.  

We returned to the DW shortly after 10, and then proceeded to walk to the Belau National Museum.  I was protected not only by sunscreen, but also by my umbrella shielding the sun.  There was an exhibit commemmorating the partnerships between Palau and Germany on display in the gallery which was very nice to walk through.  Palau has had quite a beleaguered past, occupation by the Spanish, German, Japanaese and US, down to the current Compact of Free Association.  Through it all, the Palauans remain gracious and generous, and welcoming to all of us tourists.  Amazing.

Lunch was at Okeanos, after which we walked back to DW again.  I was going to write in the blog, but a nap front moved in with lethal speed…

After the nap, we walked down to visit a newly constructed hotel (the Island Paradise Resort Club) run by a businessman from Taipei.  The building started several years ago, and then there was a fairly suspicious fire that gutted the complex.  It has since been rebuilt, and is now open for business.  The front desk manager, Jen, is a very pleasant Chinese woman who has spent extensive time traveling and living in Hawaii, Texas, Louisiana and Pennsylvania.  She definitely has a wicked sense of humor, and she gave us the email address of a point of contact for booking next year.  Of course, I subsequently misplaced the email address, so I will have to get it from Jodi.

We passed by the former Peace Corps building, which now appears to be a dive shop.  The Peace Corps closed its doors in Palau in August 2014 after the program determined that Palau graduated from a high need for Peace Corps services.  Sad sigh here.  If ever there were a place to go in the Peace Corps, it would have been Palau!!!  Nothing against Costa Rica or Mongolia, mind you.  

Dinner was light fare at Kramer’s, followed by the walk back to DW and a short nap before our flight to Yap.  We arrived early in Yap (the landing is as short and impactful as always), at 2 am.  We were greeted after going through customs, and brought to the hotel.  It is as pleasant as I remembered last time.  We were given the two deluxe ocean view rooms, complete with our own dipping pools outside our rooms - with privacy shades no less!  But, as I said, I had a less than auspicous start to the Yap trip.  I had left my iPad in the seat pocket, and I ran frantically to the front desk to inform them of my idiocy.  They called United, and sure enough, there was my iPad right where I had left it, seat 21C.  The staff retrieved it later in the morning, and I had it by breakfast time.

The second issue was my camera housing.  After 15 months of traveling and diving with my MDX-RX100/II housing by Sea & Sea, I opened up my suitcase, and pulled out the housing and its wrapping/cushion.  It was sheared in half.  Both Wayne and the camera shop owner here say that it is a manufacturer’s defect most likely, as it broke by the two plastic toggles holding in the door screws.  We shall see what happens when I get home.  I’m crossing my fingers that it’s covered.

Wayne and I finally went to sleep at 3:30 am, and got up for the day at about 7:30 am.  Our dive time was 10:30 am, and we were set for three dives.  We checked in our gear, did our waivers, I secured a rental camera, and then it was off to breakfast on the Mnuw.  We met up with Matt and Jodi at close to 10 am, and we were off on our three tank adventure day.

Yap

Returned to Koror

As always, there comes a time on a dive trip that we all dislike.  Rinsing, drying and packing our gear for the return home.  Mind you, the crew did the rinsing.  And a tremendous job at that.  They opened everything up, rinsed it clean inside and out, and hung it to dry. All that was left for us to do was to pack it in our bags for our departure later this morning.

We were up shortly after five, and got to see our last sunrise in Palau from the Ocean Hunter III.  Captain Ken had returned, and Captain Troy was back at the Ocean Hunter I.  Ken’s daughter graduated from high school last night.  From the look on his face, Ken appeared shell shocked.  Turns out the celebration dinner involved an extra seven for whom he had not budgeted.  His daughter will start at the community college in Palau, and is looking to transfer over after two years to Hawaii.  I promised a friendly family for her when and if she arrives.  We settled our tab at Fish n Fins, and proceeded to our “discount motel.”  Believe it or not, it is indeed quiet (mostly), clean, and the air definitely works in the rooms.  And for a bargain basement price.  Although not my first choice of places to stay, it is on the list for possible residency on our next trip, which Wayne is already planning for post-bar exam.  I may be a nervous wreck by then.

We waited at the DW, and I wasn’t able to log into the internet, so we went over to Rock Island Cafe.  Most unfortunately, their formerly promiscuous router was now safely guarded and the SSID fairly well hidden.  And it was once again password enabled.  Since there was no internet, and we weren’t hungry, we headed back to the DW to wait for our room, or for hunger to strike, whichever came first.  As life would have it, hunger came first, and we went across to the Rock Island Cafe for lunch.  It used to be a haven for ex-pats, but it has gained significant popularity with the local populace.  We had small pupus, the sashimi was particularly nice, and then settled for a decent lunch.  I felt sort of guilty in that I didn’t believe that I had earned my lunch since we hadn’t already completed two dives!  But we were both still hungry.  

After lunch, it was still far too hot to walk down main street Koror to go to the drugstore for more ibuprofin and benedryl, so we went up to the room, logged in, checked up on email, etc.  I tried to check on my grades, but they had not yet been posted.  Who knows how long that will take, and why should I worry myself about them anyway until I have returned to Hawaii?

I did reach out back to the CASA program, and to one mental health professional invovled in my case.  There is not much I can do to answer questions before our return next week, but I will certainly try.

Can never have too many mantas

The exhaustion of the week finally hit us both in mid afternoon, coincidentally when the sun was at its strongest.  We took a half an hour nap, and awoke to a note from Jodi and Matt on the door - they went to the Coffee Beanery to get some beverages and free internet.  We may try that tomorrow.

We left the hotel later, about an hour before dinner, and went up to the WCTC shopping center where we hit the pharmacy (benedryl, ibuprofin, ankle brace), and then Ben Franklin (I got a case for my new sunglasses, which came courtesy of Jodi).  And then it was down and off to dinner at the Taj, where we had reservations for seven.  Wayne, Matt, Jodi, Carl, Don, Valerie and I were seated at a round table, and we dissected the menu.  Robert Scaria, the owner, informed me of some shortages on the menu.  Apparently, there had been a large contingent of Chinese on island previously, and they had scarfed down all the lobsters (luckily not on my ordering list).  They had also drunk all of the Kingfisher beer!  It seems every time we come to Palau, the Kingfisher (Indian brew) is gone.  Oh well, Red Rooster on tap it was.  I ordered the half portion of leg of lamb, Wayne the eggplant, Matt and Jodi the tandoori mixed grill, Carl some shish kebabs, and Don and Valerie split the mangrove chilli (sic) crab.  We could have fed a small country in Africa (or all of India) with the amount of food that came out to the table.  The half portion of lamb was something of the size King Henry VIII would have eaten.  I should have taken a picture of that table, but I think I was in shock.  The conversation was animated and engaging, and I won’t go down the rabbit hole, but the majority of us at the table wondered how Don was able to keep Valerie so sheltered for the majority of her adult life…speaking of certain kinds of hammocks...

At the end of the meal, Robert sent over after dinner drinks that seemed to be a mixture of amaretto and sour mash.  Tasty, cold, and easy to go down.  From there, we bade our farewells amongst one another, with email addresses exchanged.  Then it was waddle time back to the DW, and time to get ready for bed.  Tomorrow we are on our own schedule, and I am planning for it to be a slow day.