The flight to Guam was very bumpy. Guam was kind of surreal - so modern, and so many airplanes. Everything at the airport was closed for some reason, but I realized we were back in the US so we had access to cheap calls home - but then I realized it was three in the morning there. In Palau Todd and Kyle (volunteers from Chuuk that Sue knew) picked us up and drove us to the Jesuit Residence. Very nice accommodations - my own small room, a fan, and even hot water - plus cable TV (I don't even have that at home!) We hung out for awhile then went with Kyle, Todd, and Bill to a locals bar down on the water to listen to some live music. The band was great - a mix of local Palauan, reggae, and other islands (Pohnpei, Chuuk, etc) music. Apparently the six members of the band are all solo artists in Hawaii and had gotten together to do a benefit jam to help fund the Palauan wrestling teams trip to the Micronesian games this year. The people at the bar were all very friendly - it wasn't at all uncomfortable being one of only a half dozen white people. One odd observation was that almost everyone chews betel nut - more than in Pohnpei or even India. By the time we got back from the bar it was well after one - making for a very long day with the two hour time change!