a carnival of color, sound, and action

Yes. Made it to Tumon Bay, Guam. It's been 20 days since my arrival and loaded with adventure, people, water, weather, food, and entertainment. Training went by with haste and now I'm fledging barrels of arrows, squeezing my shammie (shamwow was left behind target in long beach), scrubbing-pulling-lifting, blowing my whistle, dancing-laughing-moving, meandering thoughts of the beautiful life and the glorious interaction with guests and fellow employees. Weather is beyond questionable doubt precisely what satisfies my desire to be outside. Water is in exemplary form with thousands of colorful fish and reef to convey. Ear is plugged but on the bright side its helping me hear myself before I speak and listen to others acutely not quite accurately.
Seen some surf spots, potential everywhere, following Lola around is one of few internet habits I have adjusted to. My day can range from sitting in a chair surveying water surfaces, to instructing archery, snorkeling through an aquarium, in the ocean, dancing and taking photos with extraordinary hotel guests, playing tennis, beach volleyball, learning Japanese and Korean one phrase at a time, and so much more that brings tough adversity in the workplace, and amazing moments of laughter and introspective joy to be where I am. Working hard, playing hard. Going to see more of the island on Thursday, OAMING is the key. On A Mission. (ing). Love and laugh