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Published: August 6th 2008
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Ahoy Sailor ... We almost made it on time, thanks to Mr. & Mrs. Slow - Will and Barbie - Zoe, Tom was not coming with us as he has already done the island,. not that we really mind anyway.
After our briefing on what to do and what not to do on a boat by funny Italian guy, we met our Skipper - John and our cook and entertainer - Harlen. Rest of passengers were all from England and Ireland, what a surprise... and they did also look like lots of fun.. not.
Wow..... what happened to the sea, why is it so wavy, ... that does not feel good at all, and Me Reni was sea sick, going under the deck that was another no go area , the best was trying to go for a wee.... really fun, ....how long do we have to spend here - two days and two nights.... wow.... wave...
The weather was bloody cold, lucky Me Romi had supply of rum for the tea... lovely... that will keep us warm.
In the morning we went to lovely... beach and then snorkeling... where is the little black number... the stinging
costume.... why.... why do we put ourselves through this.... .in this freezing cold.... no way .. I am not going in... f... flip that is cold... but once you stick your head in to the water... wow that is amazing .. look so many fishies and corals.... soon you forget all about the cold...
..Come in fishie fish....
getting into to the water was no problem, but how do you get back into the little boat... "just straighten your arms and relax"... John says.... and one.. two... three.... and he pulls you out like a fish and throws you on board like one two, our reaction was hysterical laughter... ( I have fish Reni action on camera, visit face book...lol)
And as the tradition goes.... someone got hurt.... well it was me Romi, I took dive down the kitchen stairs and winded myself and ended with lovely bruise on my arm and ass.... I felt like one...
Once we got back we met up with the crew in the evening and went out, it was good night out and way of saying good bye to Airlie beach. Out of midle of no where I- Romi have met Thalia
( friend from Maidenhead) in Airly beach, our reactions where: " what the hell you doing here and next what the hell did you do to your hair...." how random was that to bump into one another...
Nazdar namorniku Skoro jsme to stihli nacas, diky panu a pani Slimaku - Will a Barbie - Zoe, Tom zustal v kempu uz na ostrove byl,tak co by tam delal ze, ne ze by nas to trapilo.
Po nasem pomauceni co muzeme a nemuzeme delat na lodi, coz nam vysvetloval jeden italsky srandista, jsme potkali naseho Kapitana Johna a naseho kuchare - Harlen. Zbytek pasazeru bylo z anglie a irska, jake prekvapeni, ze?! A vypadali, ze s nimi bude opravdova sranda .. haha
Huuups... co se tomu mori stalo? Proc jsou tu najednou takove vlny? To neni dobre, ja Renca jsem si prodelala morskou nemoc, tak jsem si trosku odplivla no ale co porad jsem se usmivala jako truhlik. Jit do podpalubi to byla taky sranda, vycurat se pri 4metrovych vlnach no vycurat jak vycurat, ale svleknout se to byl kumst! Paneboze jak to mame zvladnout 2dny a 2 noci ..... ach.... vlny........
Byla zima jak v
Rusku, nastesti ja Romca jsem mela zasobu rumu do caje.. nadhera... to nas zahreje.
Rano jsme jeli na krasnou plaz a potom potapet... Kdepak je nas nadherny cerny oblecek?? .....Proc?..... Procpak jsme si to vlasne oblekly v takovem mrazu do te vody stejne nepolezem ani nahodou. .....Nejdu, neee ani nahodou.... do h..... haje, to je ale studene..... jakmile ponorite jednou hlavu pod vodu.... och ta nadhera, podivej se tolik ryb a koralu, hned zapomenete na tu klemru.
..Pod nahoru rybicko..
Z lodky do vody to nebyl zadny problem, ale jak se dostat zped do lodky.. ha .."jen natahni ruce, poloz se na vodu a relaxuj"... rika John.. jedne...dva.. tri.. a vytahne te z vody jako rybu a hodi s tebou do lodky, nase reakce byla neco podebneho jako hysterisky zachvat smichu.. (Mam Rencu rybu i natocenou, podivetejte se na facebook.... chacha)
A jako vzdycky si nekdo neco musel z nas dvou udelat!!! Romca se propadla po schodech do kuchyne. Ojoj zase poradna modrina na ruce a na riti....
Kdyz jsme se vratili zpet do Airlie, domluvili jsme se s posatkou, ze se pujde parit, coz bylo pekne rozlouceni s Airlie a dobre odreagovani. A uplnu nahodou jsem Ja
- Romca, potkala Thaliu- kamaradku z anglie, jo tady v Airlie - nahoda jak blazen. Nase reakce byly : " ty brdo, kde se tady beres, a co to mas na hlave...." to mu se rika nahoda.....
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