April 1, 2019
Today was our last day on Kwaj. Joe headed in to work early and the kids were up before he left. It was an insanely busy morning finishing laundry, emptying the cabinets and fridge, just getting the house ready for us to leave. It’s so empty and sad in the house. And to think less than 24 hours ago this house was the scene for our last get together, our goodbye dinner with friends and kids playing everywhere. Makes you wonder what stories these walls can tell. (The next people to come in the house will never know the story of Harry taking the dividing door down in the middle of a party. It’s a shame they couldn’t have been there to witness it or they would have thought it was as hysterical as we do!) Who was here before us? Where did they come from? Where did they go? Do they ever regret leaving this paradise in the middle of nowhere or are they satisfied and happy wherever they are? Was Kwaj just a stepping stone for them? A landing point to get to their next destination? Regardless of how long you stay on Kwaj it will leave a lasting impression. It will change you in ways that you will discover for years to come.
While we had a very unique experience on Kwaj-Joe being here with, and living next to, his co-workers and friends; the boys coming out here to reconnect with longtime friends from NJ; and me having a friend to look forward to- I can’t help but wonder what our experience would have been like if we didn’t have this unique set of circumstances. Would I have ventured out and made friends? Befriended people that I will never see again in my lifetime? Would I have been miserable out here day in and day out?
Fortunately for us we had people to lean on when we got here. The friendships have fortified and have grown into lifelong friends for all of us-they were our family out here. This experience is one that no one else will ever understand. You truly cannot grasp life on Kwaj and the extreme remoteness that you feel out here unless you lived here and experienced it. I cherish the solid friendships that I have gained out here with both Ali and Francey and look forward to the next chapter of it-when we are all back in NJ again.
As I sit typing, Jax is playing with Charlotte for the last time, Ant is waiting for Gabe to come over for the last time, Joe is at Space Fence for the last time....a lot of “lasts” but that only means that there will be a lot of “firsts” waiting ahead. First day at a new school for each of the boys; first day to ride a bus to school for Jax; first day the kids will have their “new” friends over our house in NJ. Looking forward to the future.
Later in the afternoon Ali, Matt and their kids headed down. We had one last Kwaj drink together and some laughs. We lost track of time and before we knew it it was 3pm! The shuttle was coming at 330. We hurried around doing the last minute things and the shuttle came early. The Smith family helped us outside with all of luggage and saw us off. (Charlotte and her mom and sister ran down as well to see us off. She brought Jax some lollipops and a card too. They really played so nicely together. Yet another family we will miss.) Ali and I were a blubbering mess by the time we finally let go of our grip on each other. I know I will see her when she gets back to NJ but she was my wing woman here-and we have grown so close over the past several months. I am truly grateful that I had her with me during this experience.
Ali dropped off a card for me to read when I got to the airport. I can’t bring myself to take it out of my bag as I am finally settling down from our goodbyes. At the Kwaj airport for the last time we familiar faces, most of which will return to this little rock in the middle of nowhere (Hawaiian Mike), some are making their treck HOME as well (the SAC TEACHER). Will our paths ever cross again? Or is this the end of the road as far as that is concerned?
As we sit in the airport spending our last few minutes in Kwaj I am pondering whether I think the pros of the island (safety, friendships, beautiful scenery, history) outweigh the cons (lack of food, schools not on par, lack of medical care). I don’t think I am in the right headspace to actually make a determination at this moment. I’m sure that once I get back to the hustle and bustle of NJ life I will miss the simpler times and functions of Kwaj life. But for now I am just going to allow myself to replay the last 9+ months in my head like a Reality TV show-a great one, one that you wouldn’t believe could possibly be true if you didn’t live it yourself. At this time it has only been “written” in our memories, but who knows what the future holds. It is a great story....our story.
Our flight out of Kwaj got delayed by an hour but some how we got to Hono only 30 minutes past the originally arrival time. When we got to Majuro we actually got off the plane this time. I had heard people talk before about the “snack bar” in the airport. I didn’t really have a pre-conceived notion of what it would look like but it was nothing to write home about. That being said it would be nice if Kwaj would offer something to the passangers waiting at their airport other than the vending machines.
When we got to Hono we were in awe of the amount of coolers and cardboard boxes of fish that were at baggage claim. It was insane. (The Marshallese catch fish in the RMI and then bring them to Hono to sell.)
284 days ago we started this journey...and although we are not home yet, we are staring the end to our journey.
Goodbye Kwaj-keep true to yourself. Stay beautiful, safe and unique. Hold out to be different.
Xo
April 1, 2019-part 2
This is the day that never ends. We finally got to bed somewhere between 5-6 am and slept until 11. It was a difficult time getting up this morning. Unfortunately my phone hasn’t been working to make calls since we landed-it won’t connect to the cell service and the update won’t load either. After a LONG trip to the Apple store I ended up having to purchase a new phone-but at least I am reconnected to the real world again! (Even my phone was effected by Kwaj in ways it didn’t know!)
We spent the day at the hotel walking around and looking at the animals (we found a talking Macaw), followed by a big lunch at Tropics which had a live band, and then back for the room for a nap. Everyone took one except for Anthony of course. And the night ended with a walk around Waikiki.
Xo












