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Return to Paradise - Part I

4/7/2021

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I'm temporarily reviving my blog to commemorate a very memorable journey.

Thirty-five years ago this month, I paid a visit to American Samoa. At that time, it had been twenty years since I left there after spending one of the most unforgettable years of my life on the main island of Tutuila -- a year chronicled in my memoir Mango Rash: Coming of Age in the Land of Frangipani and Fanta (Behler Publications, 2019).


I recently unearthed my travel journal from that 1986 trip. Over the coming weeks, I'll share excerpts from the journal, along with photos from the trip. 

A few things to explain before we set off for the islands: 
  • ​My Samoa visit came at the end of a longer trip to Australia, where I'd been sent to cover the return of Halley's Comet as science writer for the Detroit Free Press. During the Australia part of the trip, I was filing stories daily. In 1986, the only way to do that was through a clunky apparatus that connected a laptop to a telephone receiver with flexible cuffs and if everything worked right, which wasn't a given, transmitted through phone lines.
  • Fa'a Samoa - the Samoan way of life
  • Palagi - Caucasian
  • Fale - Samoan-style house or other structure; 
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Working on a newspaper article in Australia

April 18, 1986 - Arrival

Started out in Aukland, where I spent the night. A very strange night, too. I had thought I'd check in, send my last story, then have a beer in my room, watch TV and go to sleep. But the phone receivers were too big to fit in the cuffs, so I tried to work something else out, but no phones in the place would work. So I had to wait till I knew someone would be at work in Detroit--after midnight Aukland time. I kept dozing off and waking up because I couldn't find my alarm clock and didn't want to rummage through my luggage. When my editor got in, she had Lois [the department assistant] call me back to take dictation at about 3:30 a.m. my time. All night I was taking little naps, dreaming, waking up and talking on the phone, going back to sleep. After awhile I didn't know what was real.
PictureMe in 1986, rising to the occasion


​I felt awful this morning--in no mood to start off on an adventure. But I tried to rise to the occasion.

PictureThe tropical scents helped ease my travel stress
At the Aukland airport,I got my first reminder of fa'a Samoa. I checked in early and got down to the gate about an hour before the 10:00 flight. At 9:30, when the flight was scheduled to start boarding, there was no one in the lounge--just a few other palagis and one Samoan woman with two babies. We boarded about 9:45--still only a few more people had drifted in. But once we were on the plane, at about 10:00, suddenly hordes of Polynesians swarmed on.

The next reminder was on Samoan personalities. I had forgotten that while Samoans may be friendly and warm, they're not outgoing (toward palagis, at least). They don't initiate conversations, and they may not answer you if you do.
PictureWestern Samoa from the air

​We arrived in Western Samoa, and the next reminder was the unbearable heat and humidity. It's like being locked in a bathroom where someone just took a very long, very hot shower. I remembered it, but there's no way the memory can approximate that suffocating feeling.

PictureI could put up with the hassles, knowing scenes like this awaited
We got in the terminal. I struggled through customs with my bags (of course, no luggage carts--the terminal is just a big barn with open rafters and ceiling fans). Then the customs inspector said, "This fellow will take your bags for you," and I thought "great." But the fellow just carried my bags out the door and dumped them on the curb in the midst of a mob as unyielding as only a Samoan mob can be.

In the heat and humidity, I tried to load up the luggage cart I had finally found, feeling kind of idiotic but realizing there was no other way to get the 30 feet to the baggage check for the next flight. Remembering my first day in Samoa in 1965, I  had tried to prepare myself for that scene. But still, it came as a shock--the hordes, the heat, the feeling of  isolation when no one talks to you and they all talk to one another in a language you don't understand well.
I had bought film in Tonga so I could take pictures on the way to Pago. But I absent-mindedly checked the bag with my camera in it. As it turned out, it was getting dark when we approached American Samoa. And it was hard for me to recognize things from the air.
PictureThis photo from 20 years earlier -- 1966 -- shows the fale where Samoans used to wait for arriving passengers. It was no longer there in 1986. L to R: Barb Pegues (AKA "Marnie" in Mango Rash), me, a friend named Don Lee (who's not in Mango Rash)


​At the airport, I was disoriented because I didn't see the old fale. Finally I saw where it had been, but only the base is there. 

The airport seemed deserted, compared to what it used to be like--maybe it's still that way when big flights come in.
PictureApiolefaga Inn


​Someone was supposed to meet me, but when I was still standing there 45 minutes after the plane came in, I took a taxi to the Apiolefaga Inn.

PictureHibiscus
You come in to a big room with a second-floor balcony all around it. There are tables all around, each with a vase of tropical flowers. Linoleum floors, sparkly plaster ceilings and a collection of chandeliers that looks like someone had a friend in the lighting department of Kmart. They all have prisms and more prisms--mostly dingy and covered with cobwebs.

PictureView from Apiolefaga Inn


​I pay for my room--$36 for a $35.70 room. The woman says, "I owe you 30 cents--I'll give it to you later." She takes out a book to write me a receipt and stuffs my money into the  book along with several hundred-dollar bills stuck in the pages. I look in the guest register--see names from Denver, London, lots from California. Wonder what brought these people here and what they thought about the place.
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​TO BE CONTINUED . . . 
Note: I'll be taking a medical time-out next week, but I hope to pick up on these posts the following week. Check back on April 21.
16 Comments
Sue Schneider
4/7/2021 06:50:10 am

What an incredible experience! Your writing reels me in hook, line and sinker. Thank you 😊

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Nan
4/7/2021 07:58:44 am

Thank YOU, Sue! I was surprised how much detail I included in that journal -- things I remembered and a lot of things I didn't.

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Sally Wagoner
4/7/2021 08:12:12 am

I so appreciate you continuing the journey for us, Nan. I look forward to future blog installments. Blessing on your medical time-out.

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Nan
4/7/2021 10:04:10 am

Thanks for your support, Sally, and for coming along on the journey.

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Janet Glaser
4/7/2021 09:42:08 am

What a great start on your celebration of your visit to Samoa. I am enthralled by the photos--only you could find photos from 35 years ago--and how clear they are. Your description of the action makes me think you were just there. So looking forward to the "rest of the story."

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Nan
4/7/2021 10:06:33 am

Thanks, Janet! These photos have been in an album for the past 35 years, so I knew right where to find them. However, the album literally fell apart in my hands when I picked it up to get the pictures!

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Nita Speese
4/7/2021 10:31:04 am

Nan, your details make it easy to envision every scene! I love getting the chance to go back there with you. Thank you for this blog!

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Nan
4/8/2021 07:03:34 am

I'm so glad you're along on the journey, Nita!

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Valerie Roberts
4/7/2021 01:24:53 pm


This is great! What a treat. Thank you!

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Nan
4/8/2021 07:04:04 am

Anything look familiar?

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Diane Sack
4/7/2021 07:03:50 pm

Thanks, Nan... so wonderful to receive your mailings once again. I miss you and your beautifully written words of wisdom! Your memories of days gone by always makes me smile, as that young gal lives forever in all of us.

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Nan
4/8/2021 07:05:23 am


So good to heara from you, Diane! I've missed you, too.

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Emily M Everett
4/8/2021 03:30:09 pm

Well hell, I wasn't ready for TO BE CONTINUED! I'll just hang out in my Samoan dream world until you return.🌴

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Nan
4/9/2021 06:27:15 am

Sorry about that! Keep on Samoan-dreaming.

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Larry Schulte
4/8/2021 08:06:28 pm

The sights and sounds entrance me.

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Nan
4/9/2021 06:28:02 am

Re-reading these journal entries takes me right back into that world, too, Larry.

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