21.05.2011 86 °F
As I make the seven-hour long flight to Guam, I can’t help but have mixed feelings about this next leg of my journey. I know only two things about Guam. 1) It is a U.S. Territory. 2) It has snakes. Lots of them. In fact, from what I hear, birds simply do not exist on this island because the snakes ate all of them. Now that I mention it, I am pretty certain Guam is Micronesian for “Island of Killer Snakes”.
I am not usually scared of snakes, but given the circumstances diligence is warranted. AKA I am staying on a fruit farm. Filled with fruit trees. And I can only assume that these fruit trees are filled with Brown Tree Snakes.
That’s right, the invasive species of snake that happened to infiltrate the island of Guam is called the Brown Tree Snake. Allegedly, these creatures are not poisonous. But they specialize in hiding in trees, and eating babies, which means they are by default terrifying. I would be lying if I didn’t feel a little apprehensive about being in potentially close proximity to thousands, perhaps even millions, of scaly, sneaky, snake monsters.
Luckily, there are plenty of things to do in Guam besides commiserate/ruminate over the snake infestation…right? I mean, it is an island; there must be beaches. It also had some significance in World War II, so I’m sure we can find some bunkers or battlefields to explore. That is, if the snakes don’t call them home.
Sweet snake-free dreams,
Nervous in the Pacific