Whale Sharks, Water Polo... Who Knows What's next?

Wow, it's been a while. Sorry about that. Let me preface this one by letting you know that I have been waiting for this Philippines trip for over two months now and have been training and preparing devoutly for the past 4 months. This trip went above and beyond all expectations I had previously had about what the Philippines might hold and I am thoroughly excited to share this amazing adventure with you.

Flying to Manila was spectacular to say the least. Aside from being flown business class for the first time, the lights, landscape and luminous boundaries of the city were overwhelming as I peered down from the Continental 787 jet above. A network of roadways and skyscrapers lined the ground below as if a gird that so many people lived by. I would soon be enlightened at just how many people were teaming the streets below. The harbor was a dazzling display of bright white lights that looked like fireflies from the elevation above as the boats waded to and from in the black watery canvas surrounding. I hadn't the slightest idea of how brilliant this archipelago truly was. I had always had a much different perception of what Manila would look like. Soaring over a much more rural area just outside Manila, the town was marked by lights that were entirely different, random, and unruled by the enormous city beckoning just a few miles away. The contrast was definite, exclusive, contrary. If you weren't on the grid, you were in a whole other world. I would soon get more than a glimpse of this very true reality. As we circled, we headed out, back into the black abyss of the Philippine sea, only to return once again to the majestic lights that guided our landing safely to this new haven for adventure.

After a smooth landing, I grabbed my only carry-on bag, avoiding the sticky fingers that handle checked luggage in Manila, and headed out to the street to find a cab. One of my favorite parts of arriving in a new foreign country is the very first breath of air you take once exiting the airport. It's almost like a fingerprint or a signature. Every country has their own unique emanation that I find intriguing. Once negotiating with the cab driver I began my quest to the Hyatt hotel where I would reside for the night. As I drove down the densely congested streets of Manila, there seemed to be a frenzy of vehicles trying to reach their destinations in the most obtuse, chaotic means possible. How there weren't collisions every other second is beyond me. I can remember a fire truck trying to manipulate its way through the sea of cars; sirens piercing, lights flashing and nobody sharing the same urgency as those aboard the fire truck. My taxi driver noticed the lights but only saw an opportunity to take advantage of the situation by racing behind the emergency vehicle. Somewhat appalled by this I asked if this was legal. I received a chuckle, followed by silence. This cab ride was tame to say the least. The bus ride that lies ahead was one I will never forget.

Upon my arrival to the Hyatt, I was met by my good buddy Troy, whom I play water polo with on the Guam National Team. That night, Troy and I got a little taste of what the nightlife was like in Manila on a Wednesday. Long story short, I wasn't sure if I could handle a Friday or Saturday with how wild this town was. Troy and I arrived 3 days prior to the rest of our team because we had something grand in mind that we could not pass up. After our first night in Manila, we took a flight down to Le Gatzby and then a two hour car ride down to the small town of Donsol for one sole reason. The Whale Shark. For 3 months of the year the small town of Donsol, off the South Western side of the main island of the Philippines is visited by this mammoth of a fish that just happens to pass through in a very unique migration pattern. The plankton that spawn a ways up river in Donsol, and then get pushed out into the bay, is the reason for this enthralling creature's presence because it is their sole means of sustenance. So upon our arrival to Donsol, Troy and I set out to find a boat that would take us out to these Whale Sharks. After realizing that the Whale Sharks were actually quite popular among travelers and tourists, we easily found a boat that would accommodate our requests and we set out to find the great Whale Shark. With a spotter in front, back and on both sides of the boat, we found our first Whale Shark pretty quickly. From a distance all I could see was an enormous, ominous shadow in the water. As we approached this giant I soon became aware of the monumental size of this creature. Grand was and understatement. Huge was an insult. Leviathan, maybe. And what were the next words to hit my ears as we came right up next to the shark. "JUMP". Jump? "JUMP". Jump. What I was about to see would humble me completely. As the bubbles cleared from in front of me, I came face to face with the worlds largest shark. Immediately I swam to its right side to avoid the gaping mouth, funneling in plankton. I then gazed right into its pitch black, tennis ball sized eyeball that seemed to peer right into my soul as it nonchalantly continued on its course scooping in its defenseless meal. Never have I had a more memorable moment than looking right into the eye of a Whale Shark. As it continued on I began to analyze this foreign creature. Its bright white spots against its deep gray skin were mesmerizing, confusing, amazing. The body just kept going, and going, and going. A dorsal fin finally passed. More entrancing spots and then the giant fluke (tail fin) that with one sway sent water blowing by me, causing me to fluster and go up for air. With one giant breath of air I immediately broke out in uncontrollable laughter and pure incredibility at what just took place. Pure amazement; astonishment. Upon being pulled back onto the boat Troy and I raved about the Whale Shark and all of its beauty. We continued diving with a dozen or so different Whale Sharks ranging from 5 to 8 meters. The largest around 25ft in length and as wide as a room. Basically a bus in water, however one of the most graceful, docile underwater beings I have encountered. This experience will never be forgotten.

Amidst some confusion at the airport, Troy and I were forced to take a ten our, overnight bus back to Manila because flights out of Le Gatzby were booked for the next two days, and our tournament was the following day. Just about the only good thing about the following bus ride was witnessing the most symmetrical volcano on the planet. This volcano was known among locals as "Mayor" Volcano. Truly a majestic sight to see as we were leaving the town and began our journey back to Manila. At first Troy and I thought this overnight bus would work out perfectly. We would just sleep on the bus and get there by morning and play our game and everything would be fine and dandy. No. Not even. A hardly amusing thought looking back at it now that I have been through the craziest ride of my life. First off the roads in the Philippines are terrible. Both "lanes" combined are about the size of a regular sized bus, and we were lucky to go a stretch of a hundred yards without hitting dirt patches, where the road was just simply absent. The whole sleeping thing was not an option, plain and simple. I have been on roller coasters that have yielded smoother rides than this bus. In the middle of the night, while going in and out of a sleep dazed state, I would have to position myself in  a safe enough position so that I could catch myself when being jolted awake and out of my seat by an inevitable bump, turn or sudden halt for everything from animals to people, to even parts of the road that were too badly damaged or missing to drive over. Looking at the road ahead became too stressful to endure. I still don't know how the driver managed to maneuver around oncoming buses, motorcycles and cars going 30km/hr and still managing not to crash. Once coming to the realization that I had no power over the situation it was actually impressive to see the driver weave between traffic in such a large vehicle at such fast speeds. To make matters even more tense, about three hours into the trip, our air conditioning went out. When mentioning this to the locals next to us, they simply nodded their heads as if to say, "duh, this happens all the time". We were teased every now and then by  a taste of cold air that would come through and hit our damp skin every now and then, but all I could think  about was finding a nice cool bed.

On the contrary to all of the maladies of this terrible bus ride, there were also some intriguing sights that I was able to catch before sunset. Driving deep into the countryside, I could see how impoverished parts of the Philippines actually were. It wasn't as bad as the poverty in India, but it was very apparent that the people lived off of the most minute means of living. They were organized, concise, with everything they had, which was nothing. They were clean and presentable in the most ragged, tattered clothes, hanging off of their thin bodies. Their homes, constructed of mainly of wood and Palm tree frawns were neat and cheap. This alternate lifestyle was so adverse to what I had seen before in Manila. When talking to a fellow passenger about these small villages we drove through, he said that most live off nearly a dollar a week. The rest is traded or used from the land they lived off of. Arriving back into the concrete jungle of Manila was almost startling coming from such an agronomic area.

Finally we arrived at our hotel, got a few hours of sleep and then headed out to play our first water polo match against the Philippine National team. To say the game was exhausting would be a complete understatement. Men's International water polo is played in a 30 meter pool, which is nearly twice as big as what I have been practicing in here on Guam. We held the Filipino National team the first period 2-2. Then they kept swimming and swimming and swimming. They were like fish! We were like logs. They purely out swam us, leading them to a well earned victory. Quite a bit disappointed, we figured we were going to need to rework our strategy before we went out and played the next teams to come. Sure enough strategy payed off and we didn't lose another game. Water polo is an extremely physically demanding sport, but to say that it is all Braun and no brain would be a very foolish statement to allege. Our plan of action lead us to a second place finish in the tournament. The tournament lasted two days, and after those many games and thousands of yards of swimming, punching, and grabbing, it was safe to say I desperately needed a message. So, 5 dollars and one hour later I was feeling like a noodle, ready to go sight seeing for the rest of my time in Manila.

The next two days were filled with relaxation, sight seeing around Manila, and a stroll through the park, which was probably the best part of my sight seeing in this crazy town. Rizal park is in the heart of Manila. It is filled with statues, monuments and tons of people. This park was occupied not with tourists, but with locals trying to escape the busy streets not too far away. No one had told me to come here or mentioned it was a neat park to check out, I had just  been walking by and stumbled upon it. What a gem it was. Families, couples, locals young and old all enjoying the beauty of this park. There was a fountain show going on right down the middle of the park that followed a cadence to music that was playing out of loud speakers. Lights would project up on the water creating a magical display of color and illumination. Sticking out like a sore thumb, being the only American in the park, I was approached by some Filipino locals that were very friendly and quite inquisitive of my presence. I told them my story and how I was having an awesome time in the Philippines and they told me how this park is a sanctum from the humming city just beyond. After chatting for about an hour or so, it was time to get back to the hotel and pack my things.

The Philippines are an amazing, interesting, adventurous place to visit, and I am very fortunate and grateful for being able to travel with the Guam National Team to play water polo. This trip was everything from astonishing to humbling to chaotic and to saddening, but all in all I wouldn't have traded the experience for anything.

Make sure you Click the link below for the whale shark video

Bayline view from the Hyatt

Stepping off the landing strip in Le Gatsby

Kids playing in a back alley

Rice Patties

One of many beautiful sunsets

Painting of the Whale Shark with Dollar & Peso signs on it representing the monetary importance of the Whale Shark to the small town of Donsol

Close up of the Whale Shark (video is better)

Our little boat team that took us out. 

Volcano in Le Gatzby

Water, light show in Rizal Park

High school cultural team practicing

Rizal Sports Complex Manila

Rockin #4 just like in high school

Water show

Busy streets of Manila

Whale Shark Video Here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aAHt2DAvM4

Experiencing Turtle Cove

We are at the peak of slow season here at PIC, which means there are less hours, not as many guests, and an abundance of free time to spend venturing out on this beautiful island. Let me prelude the story I am about to share with you by saying that about twelve friends and I have been yearning for an overnight camping trip somewhere on this island for the past two months or so. Until now, we had not had the resources, known the right people, and principally had the right location to accomplish this trip. Luckily, being the social group we are, we have all made friends with the locals here that prevalently helped us create an amazing camping experience that we will never forget.

The decided location was this picturesque little cove that is home to this beautiful secluded beach, no more than a hundred yards long. This withdrawn strip of beach is attached to an outstretched piece of land that looks like a turtle, hence the name "Turtle Cove". This place is known amongst the locals for fishing, and rarely do outsiders get to see this attractive location.  Aside from this cove being completely isolated, it also held tons of activities to keep us busy all day and into the night. The outstretched turtle's head allowed a great little cliff to jump off of into the crystal blue waters below. We spent hours jumping off the nose of this turtle, enjoying every second of this carefree experience. We of course brought our snorkeling masks and headed out to see the life that thrived among the coral and sea plants that gently waved back and forth as the tide swept past it. Just past the beach, no more than ten steps, was thick jungle that only when I stopped and became still, was I able to appreciate how alive the jungle actually was. The trees were long and skinny, no more than six inches or so in diameter that reached up high, trying to grasp every bit of afternoon sunlight possible since the morning sun was blocked by a huge wall of sheer rocky cliff. There I sat, perfectly still doing nothing, but at the same time hearing and seeing everything. The trees swaying in the light breeze would creek and scritch almost as if talking to one another. Towards the water I could hear the small waves lapping at the beach's shore, and only after twenty minutes or so did I begin to see the creatures of the jungle start to resume their lives. The geckos started to hunt about, seeking their prey of small insects. The black and purple butterflies effortlessly floated through the air landing on small twigs, pulsing their delicate wings. And the giant tree spiders spread out like an X in their enormous webs, waiting for their next catch to fly by.

After a while I then emerged from the jungle and walked to the far right of the beach where these shallow caves became front row seats to an amazing sight that so many of us take for granted, which is unfortunate because the sunset that was before me was one I will never forget. The entire sky was filled with radiant oranges and yellows with the now quiescent water in the cove mirroring every ray that beamed through the cotton like clouds that floated by. The hillside in the distance once filled with lustrous greens now became more and more of a silhouette as the sun sank behind them, changing the mood to a more tranquil tone of pinks and purples that were brushed upon the clouds above. The prevailing moon slowly began to illuminate with the young night's stars becoming more incandescent with each passing minute that the sun fell deeper out of sight. As I began to walk back to camp I could smell the bbq chicken and short ribs that my friend had begun to cook. We feasted on all of the different dishes everyone contributed to the group. With our bellies full and our minds at ease we took pleasure listening to each others stories, conversing among one another, laughing and feeling completely content with all that was around us. A friend and I decided to take a walk out into the shallow water to see the stars above and witness the beautiful night scenery around us. The gibbous moon was so incredibly brilliant that when a cloud passed overhead, it was as if someone was turning a light switch on and off. Even late into the night we could see outstretches of the cove, the caves in the distance, and the turtle that was now seemingly in slumber. Upon making our way back to shore, one of our local buddies brought out a guitar and began to play island music as we then laid by the glowing campfire that gently warmed our skin. "It just doesn't get better than this", I thought to myself. The rest of the night was entirely lighthearted and gladsome as we forgot about any sort of albatross and became completely appeased with exactly where we were at that point in our lives with one another in this beautiful paradise.

Sleeping under the stars that night was such an incredible experience. It was so peaceful and calm with the temperature outside being just right to where all you needed was a light blanket and good friends around you to be comfortable. As the transcending moon reached further and further away, my eyes became heavier and heavier with each crackle of the fire. The next morning we were woken up by the warm sunlight and a breathtaking double rainbow that really topped off this camping trip. If only words could truly express what an amazing experience this trip held.

Love and miss you,

See the Turtle?

Backflip off the Turtle's nose

Another day in paradise

Our own little private cove

100 yds of beach

Backflip off the Turtle's head

Look closely, theres two rainbows!

Look for more pictures to come!

Water Polo, Philippines

So as few of you know, since moving to Guam, I have had the chance to revisit my love for water polo. I was lucky enough to meet the right people to get me a chance to practice with the Guam national team. Once practicing with them it was clear that I was quite rusty, but they saw that I had a passion for the sport and potential to do well so they invited me back to another practice. Between practices I began swimming laps on my own to try and get back into swimming shape. I now attend practices regularly Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday, running drills, getting back into how things used to be back when I played in high school. I swim almost every  other day that I do not have practice, trying to get into water polo shape, but boy is it tougher than I remember.

Just recently there has been a lot of talk among the players about an annual tournament they attend that takes place in the Philippines against teams throughout Asia. Never would I have thought that they would invite me to the tournament, but sure enough after practice a few weeks ago, they sent the invitation to come! We will be playing against other national teams such as Japan, Malaysia, Thailand and the Philippines. Just yesterday I got all my flight confirmations for the trip, and so now I begin preparing and training even harder than before. I fly out to Manila (Philippines) for the tournament April 7th  through the 11th. I cannot wait to write about my experiences there.

Back in high school I never thought I would ever take water polo beyond the states, or even beyond college, but it is amazing how things work out. I am so glad I took that original invitation to watch the Guam national team play and practice with them. All of the guys are so nice and supportive and  it is cool to see how we all share the same love for the sport.

I look forward to sharing my water polo experiences with you in the near future!

Love and miss you

Birthday Festivities and Saipan Activities

Alright folks, I just had an incredible last ten days, so get your reading spectacles on, grab a cup of tea and get ready for an adventure. I’ll start off with by sharing that in the last month or so I have started going to yoga here at the Jiivana spa and wellness center and boy has it has been revitalizing. I was never really into yoga because I didn’t really want to pay money to have someone tell me how to stretch, but since it was offered for free and since we have some world renown yoga instructors here at PIC, I thought I would give it a try, and I am so glad that I did. Aside from yoga being great and all, I will tell you about a particular experience that I had last week, that words can barely describe. So usually yoga is held in the yoga pavilion on the beach, which is so beautiful, but this week one of the managers attended yoga and suggested we go to an even more aesthetically pleasing spot that we could all enjoy. So we follow Ed over to the elevators of the tallest tower here on property (32 floors) and proceed to take the elevator to the helicopter pad on the top of the roof! Once up there, we all set up our mats and had probably the best yoga session I’ve ever had. There were panoramic views of all Tumon Bay, the east part of the island, and of course the resort below. To top it all off we were able to see the sky turn all sorts of oranges and pinks and eventually dark purples as the sun slowly set in the sky. Truly an experience I will never forget. Thanks Ed for taking us up there..

Next we had my “Golden Birthday”, 23 on the 23rd, and it was definitely one I will never forget! So we started off on the eve of the 23rd, beginning the festivities with a mustache party, where everyone either bought fake mustaches or mainly just drew them on with eye liner and sharpies. This was such a fun night filled with picture taking, a belly dancing performance, and then ended with a live band across the street at a local venue. Such a great night! Thanks again to everyone that attended and to those that made that amazing night possible. The next night my good buddy Art (who is Pilipino) threw me a bbq with all sorts of dishes from the Philippines, including the infamous Balut (half cooked chicken fetus). This night was a lot more relaxed and chill with everyone mainly conversing with one another and stuffing ourselves full of the delicious food prepared by Art and his family. I’m still not quite sure how I feel about 23, I’m optimistic however, and am quite positive this year is going to bring much more traveling which I cannot wait for.

Now for the main event. Saipan! This small island just north of Guam is home to so many beautiful sights and held so many new adventures for me in the short time I was visiting. A bit overwhelming, but no doubt one of the most incredible islands I have experienced yet. I had four days here but two of which would be spent playing in my first pro beach volleyball tournament. So after our 3am morning arrival, we caught a wink of sleep and then went off to explore the island. One of the girls that was on the trip had actually lived here for a few years, which was awesome because she became tour guide for the day as we went from one cool spot to another. The first stop was a historical one. It was called "The Last Command Post" which was the last fort to be overtaken by the Americans on Saipan during WWII. This sight held all sorts of heavy artillery, old tanks, deep bunkers and more. It was interesting to see such remarkable history on this tiny island. Next we headed off to "Suicide Cliffs". The gory story behind this cliff was that when the Americans came in and overtook the Last Command Post, instead of the Japanese surrendering, they ran up to this cliff side to kill themselves in an honorable way instead of becoming a prisoner of war. It was a bit uncanny standing there in the same spots that many Japanese did right before they hurled their bodies off of the cliff. And when looking down the edge, it was clear that there was no chance of survival.

After the history lesson we decided to lighten the mood by going to an amazing diving/snorkeling spot called "The Grotto" which held water that was an incredible blue color that I had never witnessed before. Along with loving the new experiences out here, I also love encountering new colors, tastes, smells that I haven't had before. It's sort of a refreshing feeling and makes you think, wow the world is so big, and I've only started to barely scrape the surface. Anyways, getting back to The Grotto. Despite the impending tide that looked questionable breaking on the rocks, we decided to hop in and start swimming around. We couldn't pass up traversing around in this breathtaking water. Basically the Grotto was like a shallow cave in the water that got smaller and smaller and eventually just turned into a wall, but underneath that wall was a hole that the tide would come in and out of which also let light in that gave the water such an impressive glow. So we went all the way back as far as we could and experienced the crushing force of the rising and falling tide coming in and out of The Grotto. Half awe stricken, half concerned for my life, we would wade in this little safe zone, careful not to get sucked out,  and as the water came in, it sounded like a series of explosions as it rose up against the rocks, pushing air, and whatever else was in the way, up and out. After around an hour or so we decided that it was time to see the next cool spot on the list; Bird Island.

Bird Island is a beautiful little piece of land just off the coast of Saipan. It was so close that we literally swam there. Only my buddy Ryan and I swam out, but once on the island we began exploring all of its beauty. At first it appeared as though the whole backside of the island was flat with about an inch or so of water running over the top, but as we starting walking across this surface we noticed that there were hundreds of small pools, with one big 9ft by 12ft pool that was probably 8ft deep. In these pools were fish that had become trapped by the falling tide. They stayed here until the tide rose again, freeing them from their small natural cages. Some of the pools were too small for the fish and so we would see them try and flap across the one inch of surface water that was constantly running over the pools from the breaking waves only yards away. We had to be careful walking around here not only because we didn't want to fall into one of the pools but also because of how slippery it was. Before long our curiosity led us away from the pools and around to a different side of the island were there had been vegetation growing. we began to climb up through the trees and eventually we found ourselves grabbing vines and roots as the cliffside became steeper and steeper. The loose earth beneath us was not enough to make it to the top so we literally had to go from tree to tree, grabbing onto whatever we could so that we would not tumble down the steep slope to the sharp coral and rocks below. Up higher and higher we went, every now and then peering out of the dense vegetation to see how high we were. Finally we made it to the top where the wind howled and the views were like none other. We could see our friends that didn't adventure out with us on the beach below, just tiny specs at this altitude. After being overwhelmed by how beckoning our ascent was, we decided we had better get back down before someone got hurt. Returning to the beach was almost like returning from some epic journey of sorts. As we looked back at the island we were just sort of in shock at how majestic it was protruding from the water. Not too many people reach the top, or even attempt to climb this island. Thankfully we made it up and down with only a few cuts and scrapes.

I didn't think we would be able to top Bird Island, but our "tour guide" for the day promised what came next would put us in awe. After driving down a dirt road quite a ways, we pulled off into the jungle and began hiking up to what looked like a huge entrance to a cave. Sure enough it was more than a cave. it was a cavern descending hundreds of feet down into the earth. Standing on the edge of the cave looking down was incredible enough, but what came next was almost too much to handle. There was some scaffolding with a ladder leading down to what Ryan and I thought was the bottom of this cave but as we began walking around this enormous trench's floor, we came upon another colossal hole in the ground leading hundreds of feet further into the pitch darkness below. Once again our curiosity got the best of us and took us right up to the edge of this void of earth. As we looked over the edge we had to test how much further down it went, so we grabbed a rock and casted it into the abyss. We waited for the clash of the rock to sound but we heard nothing. We looked at each other and then back at the hole and finally we heard the sound of the rock echoing up to our ears. Our imaginations ran wild with what living or non living things might be down there. It blew our minds to think how deep this hole was in the ground. What we would give for some flashlights and some climbing gear to go down that far into the earth, but since we didn't, we decided to climb back out of the cave, back into the warm sunlight that was completely foreign to the depths of the cave below.

After our adventure around the island we headed back to our hotel, grabbed some amazing Thai food and rested up for the the next two days ahead. Those next two days were filled with some of the most challenging beach volleyball that I have ever played. It was the Mariana's Cup, which is a tournament held annually bringing in professional volleyball teams from Japan, the US and Australia as well as amateur teams like mine. I didn't really know what I was getting myself into at first when I signed up for the tournament, but by the time warm ups came about early Saturday morning, I quickly realized the level of play that was before me. I have never played in a pro beach volleyball tournament before, so I didn't really know what to expect. After warm ups, we began "pool play" which is essentially weeding out the weakest teams so that the next day would be at a greater caliber of play. To Ryan and I's surprise we won our first game. We barely pulled it off in overtime, but we did it. We soon found out that we had four more games to play that day. So we rested up a bit and went out and surprisingly won our second game! Some talk began around the beach about this young team no one has ever heard about that won their first two games, and if that wasn't enough, we ended up winning our third game in a row. At this point we were so shocked slash happy we had won that we didn't care who we played next. Turns out, winning our first three games automatically advanced us to the second day of tournament play. The next day we came out ready to go, but the teams that all advanced were too much for us to handle. Our first game we played was against a Japanese pro team with 5th ranked Japanse player Yujiro Hidaka. That game was sad to say the least, however it was cool to say that we scored ten points against them, and even better to say that I had one block against 5th ranked Japanese beach volleyball player Yujiro Hidaka, haha. All in all it was a very fun tournament that gave an opportunity to meet some amazing athletes that live for their sport. They were all very nice people that just loved playing volleyball, so it was fun to be around an athletic group like that where everyone was there because they loved being there, not to mention the tournament was played right on the beach in beautiful Saipan. The tournament was concluded with a very lovely banquet and award ceremony that went late into the night with dancing and amazing food.

The last day of the trip was spent lounging around the pool at the resort we stayed at. It was nice to my legs a rest after hours of volleyball and also some strenuous hiking and climbing. Later that day we flew back to good old Guam and back to "work" it was for me. Saipan was a beautiful place. It's incredible to think that if such a small little piece of land can hold that much beauty and adventure, then the rest of the world must be holding some truly amazing sights I cannot wait to explore.

love and miss you,

P.S. My camera broke on this last trip, so I am in the process of getting more pics from this trip, come back in a few days for some better uploads.

See me up at the top of bird island..

bird island

the calbera cave

Bonzai Cliffs

The Grotto

The Last Command Post

Suicide Cliffs

Beach Cave

Can you spot me at the Grotto

My first amateur/pro volleyball tournament

Top of the Grotto

Calabera Cave

Look for more to come!

Pacific Island Club Tour

So I was thinking about it, and you have all read a bit about the amazing sights to see around Guam and seen some pictures, but you haven't really seen where I live, work, and play everyday at the resort. So, I am going to give you a little "tour" as it may, of PIC. Starting off we have my room, and the lovely view of the dense, green jungle.

The sunsets are amazing to watch right out here. Right as I get off work, the sun beams into my room, filling it with all kinds of oranges, yellows and reds. It's nice to just sit out there and watch the sun sink into the green jungle below.

The tower I live in is the tallest building in Guam from foundation to roof top. I live on the third floor, but have been to the top many times to check out the view.

This is one of three towers that guests stay at. I was fortunate enough to be able to stay here. Only off island employees live here, so it is nice to be so close to those that you work with. It gives it more of a family feel for us, which is nice since most of our families are thousands of miles away. 

Path Leading to Water Park

I'll start off with the water park since it is one of the main attractions here at PIC. We have two main water slides which lead to the "slide pool" and then three more mini slides that lead down to the "main pool". 

The towers that you see in the background are the royal towers, where our premier guests and VIP's stay. We have all sorts of activities that go on in this pool including water aerobics, water hand ball, and special group activities. Our other pools are the laps pool, which is strictly used for lap swimming, games pool, which has tug of war, a rolling log, water volley ball and water basketball, and our kids pool, which is very shallow and has a bunch of floating animals in it for the kids to play with. Our last little pool is the Shiheky Splash pool, where young kids and go and run around and play:

This is probably the most popular pool for kids 2-6 or so. There are slides, a giant bucket of falling water, and multiple water spouts, splashing water. 

Next we have our lawn, looking down at the swim through aquarium. We use this lawn for all sorts of activities, games while guests mainly use it for lounging and catching some shade by the enormous trees that surround it. 

Next we have the swim through aquarium, which is one of three in the world. It is an actual 300,000 gallon aquarium thriving with fish, giant clams, and more. 

It may just look like another pool with rocks sticking out from the surface, but if you go below, you will see some of the most tropical fish Guam has to offer. Guest can use the swim through aquarium through instruction only. All amenities and facilities are free of charge for resort guests, so all you need is a reservation and you can get some good snorkeling in without even leaving the property!

Covering a large area of the property is our lagoon, where guests are able to kayak around and get a more adventurous tour of the property. It is only three to four feet deep and nothing really lives in there, we think..haha but it is quite fun to paddle around and see much of PIC

Lastly we have the marine center, which is where I am at a lot of the time and by far my favorite area to work here at PIC. This is where I take people out on sailing excursions, snorkeling tours, and teach windsurfing to those who are up for the challenge. 

Learning how to sail has been one of the most exciting new things in my life. It is such a tranquil experience to be out on the open water with nothing but a sail pushing you as fast as the wind will take you. When I first came to PIC I was told that I may or may not get the chance to learn, but I made a point of bugging the supervisors enough to where they took me out a few times until I was ready to go for it on my own. Marine center is one of those areas of work that just isn't really work. Sail for an hour, take out a snorkeling tour to explore the reefs for an hour, teach an eager group of people how to windsurf. This is exactly why I am here. I am outdoors doing the things I love to do and ya I may not get paid the most, but I've never been happier working. 

One of our boats

For those trying to take their relaxation to the next level, we have the Jiivana spa that includes everything from  Thai massage, steam room, yoga pavilion (on the beach) and much more to make your experience that much more reposed. 

We also have the Racquet  Center which isn't really much to see other than our indoor tennis court (only one on Guam). There is also an archery range here and a challenge course, which is basically an obstacle course kicked up a notch. 

Picture from Lobby

Last but certainly not least, in fact probably the best part of working here in Guam, we have the family. We are a crazy group of people that all love adventure and having a good time. This group of people is like none other you have ever met. They are the most spontaneous, crazy, eccentric, loving, optimistic people you will ever come across. Guam certainly would not be the same for me without these people here, and yes for some, you only get to know them for a couple months, but when you step foot in tower, you are family. 

Love and miss you..