| American 
                              Samoa by 
                              Marcus 
                              Coltro 
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                     José 
                     and I always wanted 
                     to go to one of 
                     those paradisiacal 
                     islands in Pacific 
                     to do some shelling. 
                     Our first thought 
                     was Tonga so we 
                     booked our trip 
                     to Hawaii and from 
                     there to Tonga. 
                     Two friends joined 
                     us, Eliana Koprick 
                     and Eduardo Schirrmeister 
                     both shell collectors. 
                      
                        When we arrived 
                        in Hawaii we 
                        went to a travel 
                        agency to book 
                        our trip - but 
                        the flight schedule 
                        to Tonga was 
                        not good for 
                        our timing so 
                        we asked our 
                        local friends 
                        Bunnie and George 
                        Cook which place 
                        would be good 
                        for shells. Their 
                        suggestion was 
                        Samoa and after 
                        checking some 
                        pamphlets we 
                        booked our trip 
                        to American Samoa 
                        for the next 
                        day. 
                      
                        We got in Pago-Pago 
                        (pronounced 'Pango-Pango') 
                        and went to our 
                        Hotel The Rain 
                        Maker, a very 
                        suggestive name 
                        which was given 
                        after the main 
                        mountain in the 
                        island. Indeed, 
                        we got a lot 
                        of rain there 
                        but it did not 
                        stop us to enjoy 
                        our shelling. 
                        The island is 
                        very nice and 
                        there was still 
                        many places untouched 
                        by man. It is 
                        true it was quite 
                        smelly near the 
                        fish factory 
                        however due to 
                        our snorkeling 
                        practice we could 
                        hold our breath 
                        for a long period 
                        until we passed 
                        it... 
                        Before we started 
                        any shell collecting 
                        we followed a 
                        rule: always 
                        ask for permission 
                        to the local 
                        'chief' in each 
                        village to dive 
                        on their beaches. 
                        One of the best 
                        collecting places 
                        was in front 
                        of the hotel 
                        - we did some 
                        night snorkeling 
                        there which produced 
                        some nice shells. 
                        We also found 
                        out that the 
                        island was a 
                        great SPA for 
                        tourists: there 
                        are NO decent 
                        restaurants and 
                        we had to eat 
                        cup-of-noodles 
                        in several occasions! 
                        We tried the 
                        local pizza - 
                        I always thought 
                        it is impossible 
                        to make a real 
                        bad pizza: I 
                        was wrong! After 
                        diving for 10 
                        days (and loosing 
                        a few pounds) 
                        we booked our 
                        flight to Western 
                        Samoa. The traffic 
                        on the island 
                        is very calm 
                        so we were in 
                        no rush to get 
                        to the airport. 
                        However, they 
                        were painting 
                        signs along the 
                        road and simply 
                        closed it for 
                        a few hours so 
                        we lost our plane... 
                        We had to come 
                        back to the hotel 
                        and take another 
                        flight in the 
                        next day. 
                        Next week: Western 
                        Samoa 
                      
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                           These photos 
                           were digitalized 
                           from originals 
                           (slides or 
                           paper) so 
                           the quality 
                           is not as 
                           high as the 
                           photos you 
                           are used to 
                           see in our 
                           website. 
                          
                      
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