They took us to what they called a butterfly farm. I couldn’t believe how big the caterpillar was.
We made our way back to the ship. There was an American BBQ
on the Lido Deck for dinner.
Our friends Cynthia and Charles were up on
deck. She had bought the head dress today.
We could not believe the send off we had from the people on the island. They yelled their good byes, whistled, and blinked car lights. They stayed until they could no longer see us. Just a little over a hundred years ago, they were head hunters.
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