Well, I was a Yankee until I got tired of scraping ice and shoveling snow. So I moved west... a long way west... only changed planes in Hawaii and kept going west for another seven hours. Luckily the pilot could find that little dot in the middle of the ocean.

It was a nice November day today in Guam. Temperature hit the mid-80s, again, but the humidity is lower and the heat is not so fierce. Nice views of the mountains and the ocean on the way home from work.