Lost at Pohnpei

Waking up on a Sunday morning was never easy, especially when there were no planned activities. Time seemed to pass innocently like a child learning the alphabet of another language.

The dorm was quiet, but the tenants were restless.

It was already late in the afternoon when Cha, Jordan and myself started to move about the city. Our first trip was the Bank of Guam. Nah, we didn’t fly to Guam, we just took a stroll within the city and checked if they have money in the bank.

Out of the 34, 000 people on Pohnpei, we met this guy who was kind enough to pose with us in front of the bank.

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