Alex, just turned three, while happy to gambol about the tram while stopped is not entirely sure about spending his morning riding around on it on it. "Are you sure this thing is safe, Dad?" "Just where are the seat belts?"
We cruised down Beach road and for a change, Dad had a chance to take in the scenery instead of focusing on driving and what passes for traffic on Saipan. Meanwhile strains of a lilting Mideastern Jazz Fusion tune wafts from the overhead speakers as we watch the lagoon drift by adazzle in the morning sun.
At the end of the line we explore the Saipan Grand Hotel, noting that it is receiving a face lift since the new owners have taken over. Alexander spends his time harassing innocent aquarium fish while we wait for a short but powerful morning rain storm to pass. "Why is the water on the inside of the boat, Dad?" Dad begins by explaining the physical dynamic and subsequent advantages of keeping the water on the outside of the boat under normal circumstances and is about to launch into a description of aquaria science when it becomes apparent he would rather splash the water and work on his pescatorial herding technique.
"Don't bother me, Dad, don't you see that good looking Japanese tourist girl waving at me?"
The trip back to Garapan is relaxing and the clean rain smell and refreshing cool breeze make it a pleasure not to have windows or doors or an A/C vent blowing on us. Life is good on Saipan.