They have horses here on Guam, Amy. Want to go for a ride?

I guess I was really wiped out by my weekend. I am still worn out today (Tuesday evening). I left out a few details.

When we were out on the boat we saw an enormous sea turtle. It was the third one the crew had seen that day. I grabbed my digital camera but the turtle sounded before the damned thing had booted up. Note to self: Leave camera turned on and pay for the batteries.

While we were tied up for snorkeling one of the Japanese couples took their little son, he couldn't have been more than two years old, in his life jacket, and floated him out into the water while they swam with him. The poor little tyke screamed and cried while his parents laughed and swam alongside. The more he cried the more they laughed and spun him in the water. All I could think was that kid would grow up to hate his parents and hate swimming.

The day before, after I left Frank's ranch, I stopped at the Micronesia Fair. Larry had said it would be disappointing because the only delegations to come in were from the Marshall Islands and Pohnpei. I wasn't disappointed. It was essentially a craft fair with traditional and modern handicrafts from the islands.

It started to rain as I got out of my truck. By the time I got under the cover for the first booth it was raining pretty steady. The first booth featured work by a couple of master carvers and metal workers. There was a display of carved bone that included a hut on stilts with two outrigger canoes. There was a leg bone about 8" tall that was carved with bouquets of flowers up it's length. There was a bone pump drill and plenty of carved fish hooks and pendants.

Next to the case with the carved bone was a display of knives, some with the most amazing blades. These were whimsical knives with bone handles and curving blades. For some reason they weren't the kind of knife I've seen back home with vicious blades that looked like they'd been pumped up on steroids.

At other booths there were wonderful woven baskets and wood carvings. There was one booth that featured archaeological finds from Guam, bits of pottery, carved shells, and stone tools.

Over it all drifted the island music from the stage. A pair of women sang to the fine tropical rhythm. The instrumental accompaniment was pre-recorded