Fusi Tai.

So last thursday Agnes, Carol, and I were invited to come spend the day with a family in a small village called Fusi. They were the most generous, loving, and giving people I've ever met. For our visit they built us a special hut. To put a roof on it, they tore the roof off of their kitchen and toilet. This family has absolutely nothing, but somehow provided us with a giant table heaped with food. They are starting a tourism program that is completely free. Their business concept is completely faith-based: they give everything they have and simply love the tourists. Then if the tourists are inspired to give something on their own, then that's how they might make money. But they really don't care about the money - they say it's relationships in life that really matter. I don't think I've ever been more touched by people's generosity.

Some of the kids in the village.

This boy climbed a massive palm tree to get us fresh coconuts. He then husked them and cut them for us.

After the meal they took us on a canoe ride to a small desert island called Fusi Tai. We walked through a beautiful rainforest to an exotic white-sand beach on the other side. At the beach we went swimming and snorkeling on the reef. It was amazing, the sun was setting, and there were flying fish, well - flying and leaping all around us. It was kind of like a dream. Amazing.

Docking.

Arriving on Fusi Tai.

My tour guide, Talalilei - "Good News." He caught me a crab.

Cool roots of a tree in the bush.

Where we swam and snorkeled. The water stays only four feet deep for about two miles.

On the way back Agnes fell in the water. Probably shouldn't have laughed

paddler

me and most of my adopted samoan family. and then there's dennis - he's from new zealand. I'm sad they live on the other side of the island.