last night...

was pretty interesting. to say the least.

we had our second tahitian feast this quarter, but we weren't the main guests of honor this time. Instead, we had a couple of UC Regents as well as the Review Board of Berkeley (the Gump Station is owned by Berkeley). Along with the great food (poisson crue, breadfruit, stone oven cooked pork, etc), we also enjoyed great entertainment, including karaoke as well as tahitian dancers.

except that the tahitian dancers weren't tahitian. they were bruins.

among the guys (6 of us), only 3 actually participated in the cultural dances. including me. i have absolutely NO idea how i got dragged into that.

all to say, in the near future, you're probably going to get facebook photo updates involving me almost completely nude, with a loin cloth and leaves and over my neck, arms and legs.
i'd like to apologize in advance...

on a brighter side, the natives were particularly enthusiastic. as one of them put it, almost all the time, it has always been the tahitians dancing for the outsiders. now that the outsiders were dancing for the tahitians, it gives her a warm fuzzy happy feeling.

and i still dont know how i even got into that....