Everyone needs to go on holidays from time to time. That was what I thought when I saw the fabulous advertisement of the tropical island in a magazine tucked under my front door. I dialed the number, booked a hotel room and an early morning flight. I packed my beach towel and a bottle of sun block, and sailed off for holidays the next day.
I was lucky enough to get a front seat in the plane that promised enough leg room, but was not lucky enough, since I got a neighbour, who was the size of elefant and took all the available space. I figured out that the guy must have been a heavy-weight lifter or a champion in burger eating, so it was only the logical choice to try to stay calm and enjoy the flight in a sleeping mode.
As the bird made of steel started to descend, I opened the curtain and saw the beautiful island, covered with white soft clouds. I wished I could just jump out of the plane at that very moment and play in the alluring clouds. Not long after that I was already on the ground surrounded by the humid air full of tropical smells. I made my way to the small cozy hotel, dropped my luggage and ran down to the gigantic pool wasting no time.
The water was clear and refreshing. I was swimming profoundly on my back, when I noticed a fisherman-looking guy promoting something to the people chilling around the pool. I climbed out and asked if I could join the adventure that everyone else was going to. A moment later I found myself on a sailing boat with the glass bottom, going up and down with the current, making me feel queasy. The boat stopped on the border of the coral reef and all the attendees put on snorkeling masks and jumped off the boat. I approached the skipper and asked him nonchalantly if he had any masks available for polar bears, but for some reason the brown-skinned guy looked back at me as if I was out of my mind.
Never mind, – thought Medvedik, and jumped off bravely, surrendering his body to the waves.
What I saw under water was exceeding any of my expectations. There was a lot of fish. Right there, in front of my eyes. I started rowing in its direction, expecting to have a good snack along with the sea adventure. It was so close, but every time I tried to close my canine teeth on the good-looking fat fish, it got away. I returned to the boat all wet and frustrated. I could not believe that I didn’t catch a single fish today and made a point to train myself better, so that I would be less clumsy next time.
As soon as I returned to the stable ground, I went to the restaurant and ordered a big dorade for dinner.
At least you can’t get away from me, Medvedik thought, deboning the fish. In the end I win!
I went to bed happy that night, seeing dreams of alluring fishes dancing around me in gangham style.