Lost at Pohnpei

The calm weather betrayed the turmoil from beneath the sea.

It was already late in the afternoon when I got an invitation from some of the staff in the hospital about swimming.

“What the $%^#! Swimming after the tsunami alarm?” was what I breathed out in protest when I heard it the first time. I guess it really was safe to go out to swim in the restless sea.

There was already a group of people on by the docks of the abscon. Our gas tank was almost empty, but we made it.

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