Only two days left on the island! The last week or so has been memorable and dangerous. I fell off Matafao peak while hiking, had my truck's tire slashed, flipped an outrigger into the shark feeding area and another smack of jellyfish, was rolled onto a reef, and received an infected cut on my foot. Despite these setbacks, we celebrated on Saturday by hiring a local bus to take us bar hopping. From Pacific Karaoke to the Night Hawk, we toured the island and it's 5 or so bars. Above, former clerk Julia, current clerk me, and new clerk Prairie. Below, Kara and Julia on the bus with our local guides.
Our own private karaoke room at Pacific Karaoke. Below in yellow, some guy we'd never met who introduced himself as Willy Johnson and was a little too touchy feely for everyone's tastes.
Me and Lisa belting out Indian Reservation by Paul Revere and the Raiders. Excuse the Coca-cola t-shirt. Prior to the bus trip I had spent 6 hours at the ER for my infected foot and didn't have time to change. Cherokee People! Cherokee Tribe!
On the bus.
Somehow K-Fed joined us on the journey, which was nice.
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Enjoy the rest of your time there, Ned! And stay away from sharp implements, natural or otherwise.
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