Hafa Adai!

I’m an American girl from Small Town USA who, honestly, is just not that fond of living in the land of the free. When I happened upon the odd, little rock of Saipan, I fell in love. It’s small, it’s weird, it’s unconventional, it doesn’t make sense a lot of the time, and unsurprisingly, I have never related more to a hunk of earth. 

I first arrived here in June of 2015 to work on a resort as a lifeguard. After that first 6-month stint, I brought back a souvenir to Kansas to remind me of my time on the island – an inflated stomach carrying a 6 pound 13 ounce gift from the ocean herself! I named her Rosy. After some time back in Kansas, in the middle of a harsh winter, I realized that the Pacific was beckoning Rosy back to her homeland and I was to be a passenger alongside this little ocean child. 

Upon hearing the call of the ocean we packed our bags (I packed, Rosy chewed on socks) and, after I pried my child from the grasp of her VERY loving grandparents, we hopped on a plane and began our journey back to Saipan. I left the US with a 1-year-old, very few belongings, no job lined up, and no place to live once we got there. But God and the Pacific have been kind to us. Rosy and I have etched ourselves a space in this culture so different from my origins.

I have now lived here for almost four years. Saipan is a unique little gem. As a small secluded island, it is like its own world. I can’t wait to share the quirks (as they are from my American perception) and oddities and delights of the place that I call home. 

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Whitney grew up in a small midwestern town of 500 people. In her early 20’s she began traveling and happened to land on the tiny rock of Saipan for a six month job contract that turned into five years, a REAL LIVE 4-year-old human child, two category 5 super typhoons, and a completely unexpected shift in her life path. Whitney works as a professional lifeguard (when there isn’t a pandemic going on) and spends her days giving “the nod” at the waterslide and her nights performing polynesian dance and fire poi as well as an awkward, pale girl can. Whitney is a single mother and is raising her daughter on rice and sunshine

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