PCC

... or sometimes called Japanese-town. At least that's what it seemed like. Most of the BYU-Hawaii students working here were from Japan, if they weren't from Polynesia.

We had a really good time, although we didn't get a chance to go through everything. I even got some video of me in the Maori village trying to learn to do the Haka. Amy was throwing the Poi balls around and finally got it going without getting them tangled when she tossed them behind her head.

This foto is of some Japanese tourists oogling over Caleb, and then Amy took his little hat off and all 6 of them "oooh'd" outloud at once. It cracked me up. It's like they'd never seen a red-head kid before.

I think nex trip we take we'll drop Tom off in Samoa - he seems like he's "one of the Happy People."



We were able to go to the Samoan village and the Tongan village where they beat the drums pretty good. It was really funny, and they were all making fun of the Japanese (just kind of picking on them and laughing... with them).