Guam 2020: Post 34 Walking Downtown Tamuning, through the tourist area

One day Rob wanted to know what I wanted to do. I suggested that we find the most touristy road in Guam and take our walk there. This is not even close to where we normally walk, but I wanted to at least see what was there.

This road is right in Tumaning and borders the hotel strip and the ocean. I'm guessing we walked 1.5 miles one way past all the gift shops and restaurants and fancy places for Asians to buy American goods.

By that time I was way too hot, wo we headed to the nearest hotel, the Westin, to enjoy their shade and view of the ocean.

The security guard says the number of tourists are way down. The South Koreans aren't coming anymore. Only the Japanese are left.

He says there are plenty of vacancies now, if you want a room.

This is a giant pot of around a dozen live orchid plants in the center of the lobby.

There is a glass elevator, and I'm guessing there are luxury suites up near the top.

There were people using boats on the water, but not many were enjoying the pool.

Back on the street, my feet started complaining. If only I had worn my walking shoes and not my slip ons.

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