Resting in my fale before my late night (or rather, early morning) flight to Fiji. I was driven very slowly in a car with worn shocks, and we would scrape the ground at every little bump. Outside, I can see the residents sleeping in their wall-less fales. Samoa is undergoing a series of changes, including changing which side of the road they drive on in 2009, and moving to the other side of the International Date Line, skipping a Friday, a few months after I left.
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