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YET MORE OF A VACATION COMEDY
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YET MORE OF A VACATION COMEDY Here is the first part... A Vacation Comedy Itinerary Here is the second part... THE FURTHER MISADVENTURES OF A VACATION COMEDY We are looking for a place to tie up for the night and in the middle of nowhere there exists an abandoned resort. I think it was called Port of the Islands. It had a high rise hotel and a vast pool. The pool must have been at least an acre in size. No one was around and we had the run of the place. I guess it was in foreclosure or something. Anyway, we skinny dipped in that pool and drank lots of tequila. Later, back on the boat we shined the flashlight out into the waters. Hundreds of tiny red eyes were watching us from every direction! Alligators! We were in some kind of breeding area or something. Or maybe feeding area? Yikes! Just then we hear this loud motorized sound. Getting louder and approaching with great speed. We could see nothing. Then ZOOM! A low flying twin engine cargo plane came zipping past just over our heads. It displayed no lights and was gone in an instant. Drug runners! DAY THREE The next morning we found tracks on deck. Evidently one of the alligators had come aboard and sniffed around before slipping back into the water. We left the area and headed to some tourist deal that "captain" Perry wanted to try out. "I am paying for this boat" he said again. Georgia and I wanted to be alone for a while so we opted out of the airboat tour and Julie and Perry set off. After they were gone we realized that we were low on smokes. We sort of remembered passing a station somewhere while we were looking for the airboat tour place, so we said "how far can it be?" We left a note for Perry and Julie and started walking down the road. The pines began to close in on us as we trod down the narrow road. Our flip flops flapping as we trudged along in shorts with no sunscreen. (we were so unprepared for a hike) Far ahead there was a bend in the road. When we finally reached the bend we saw that the road now went straight ahead. To nowhere. It seemed endless the more we walked the more it stayed the same. It was like being on a treadmill, walking, walking, but not getting anywhere. Finally we reached the store. It had a little restaurant attached to it. It was practically deserted but there were a few cars outside. We went in to rest and eat and get out of the heat. The waitress looked at us strangely and then asked how we got there since she saw that there wasn't another car in the lot. When we told her where we had walked from she was incredulous. It was 6 miles! She said that the pools on either side of the road were swarming with alligators and we were lucky we weren't bothered. We asked her if she could get away for a bit and give us a ride back. She did and we gave her a twenty for her trouble. When we got back we found Perry and Julie frantic with worry. Our note had gotten lost and they had no idea where we had disappeared to. By then it was past noon and we decided to head to Marco Island to find some gas. We found a place on the chart but when we got there we found a low bridge blocking our way. We decided that we could safely make it under so with "captain" Perry up top to make sure we had enough clearance we went under. There was a generator on the roof and it was the tallest part of our boat. We made it with plenty of room to spare. The tide was coming in as we gassed up. I could see darkening skies on the horizon and I advised "captain" Perry that we should stay put. I noted that we may not make it back under the bridge without knocking off the generator. But "captain" Perry wanted to leave. He said we could make it. He also said "I am paying for this boat" yadda yadda yadda... However, that was the last time I heard him say that for the rest of the trip...(to be continued).  |
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haha ....did he also pay for repairing the generator?  ~~Anais Nin~~
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Definitely a time away never to be forgotten.
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A bunch of red eyes into the darkness of the night..........that would have been enough for me to end the lovely vacation  WITHOUT PASSION LIFE IS NOTHING
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haha ....did he also pay for repairing the generator? Of course, you are getting ahead of the story. Did I imply that damage was coming? Little ol me? Well, of course you must wait and see. After all, this is a serial. And serials require cliffhangers.  Blog on!
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Definitely a time away never to be forgotten.  Blog on!
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A bunch of red eyes into the darkness of the night..........that would have been enough for me to end the lovely vacation just kidding. Perry is an ok guy, but for this story I needs make him the bad guy. After all, this is a serial and serials require a bad guy. blog on!
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grrrr! Tequila is getting me in South Florida once more, and I am fudging my coding.  Oh well, another margarita, please. Top shelf, of course.... hic b l o g o n !
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Ah, these words are music to a storytellers ears. Thank you, my friend. Throw some corn in the popper, and settle in for the next installment, which is coming to a blog near you! blog on!
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They were a bit unnerving, I gotta say. But we were in a boat that was still afloat, and we were not going out driving in the dark. We made the best of it. Heck, tequila, women, seclusion.... I figured I was in paradise. I could share.  blog on!
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I will party with the locals, as it is only good form in polite society. Don't you?   
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