The roof is rusted tin. Everyone sits on the floor. Dogs sometimes wonder in and out. Yet it is beautiful to me. Not for the structure, but for the community.
People sit for hours both before and after the service.
They sit, tell stories and laugh. Some people wear western clothing there, others wear traditional Yapese clothing. This was my favorite place to go with Fathlee, because I got to hang out with the old people and the kids. They were generally patient with my slow application of their language and numerous questions. I visited my best friend.