Time is flying out here. While talking to another contractor out here, he told me he was here until Aug. We were talking about the tax deal, and that if you are out of the country more than 330 days you don't have to pay federal withholding taxes on your income. I said "Oh, so you are only here a couple of months" ...."you will not be able to take advantage of the break". I was thinking it was June. Its weird, there are no seasons here to remind you what time of year it is. Its also funny that I thought it was only June....and its October.
I've settled in out here. Work keeps getting in the way, the weather too. For the most part its Frisbee on Friday and Mondays, and beach volley ball on Sundays. Its hard figuring out how work in Kiteboarding, surfing the gym. I really look forward to all of these things.
The big concrete pours we do are at night. We start at 10pm and work until daylight. It's cooler at night. There are no breaks, no lunches, no stopping period. That kind of level of intensity could not be kept up during the daylight hours due to the intensity of the sun and the humidity.
We all kiteboarded on Sunday. I didn't do so well. I tried to go out with my running shoes on because we were planning on walking on the roof at low tide to get started. We ended up going to a different area inside the lagoon. I kept the shoes on to see how it would work. It didn't. Having 3 beers didn't really help either. It took several hours to fight my way back upwind which normally (without shoes) isn't a problem. I lost the board at one point along with one shoe. I got the board back and took my other shoe off and threw it into the lagoon. I figured maybe two shoes would wash up on Ebeye. While body dragging back to the board, I pulled my right leg over a coral head and scraped it all up. It was pretty impressive the amount of blood. Later, at volleyball the lifeguard at Emon Beach gave me some pure alcohol to throw on it. That was nice.
Here are some pics that I've been meaning to share...
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| The Harbor....small boat marina in the foreground...with one boat tied up... |
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| The grey boat is the ferry to Ebeye, Amber is one of the pilots. The tug boat ..well I'm not sure what it does, and that cargo ship in the back is our cheese, and beer, and a few other items... |
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| This is the 36ft Macgregor Catamaran I was hoping to buy.....it sailed here in the 70's from Hawaii....breaking records unofficially and unwittingly |
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| I am a Frisbee missionary |
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