Everyone Gets a Taste
Eddy, the Garifuna canoe guide, was so stoned he kept laughing AH HAAA HAAAAAAAA! There were a lot of people in the canoe. There were crocodiles in the river. The girl in the front spoke French. The canoe went very slowly. "Boat go over everyone fish meat, mon, AH HAA HAAAAAAA!" said Eddy.
"Hmmm," said Plotnik.
"You no think me right, mon?" Eddy said to Plotnik.
"Eat me, Eddy," Plotnik said to Eddy.
"EAT ME EDDY! EAT ME EDDY! AH HAA HAAAAAAAA!" The boat shook side to side as Eddy roared. "EAT ME EDDY!"
When Plotnik and Ducknik got out of the canoe they were on the Caribbean. Alex the Garifuna rapper took their Quehueche River Bridge picture, then the three walked together to the Siete Altares, seven very beautiful pools and waterfalls that cascade into each other as tourists and locals take their clothes off and swim.
Plotnik kept his shorts on, which was a good thing because Eddy's group came along right after, as Plotnik was swimming in Altar 5. "AH HAH!" Eddy said when he saw Plotnik in the water. "EAT ME EDDY? EAT ME EDDY?" he screamed.
"EAT ME, EDDY!" Plotnik screamed back.
"EAT ME EDDY! EAT ME EDDY! AHH HAAAAA HAAAAAAAAA!"
Later that night Ducknik and Plotnik ate at Tilimbo Limbo restaurant, a little yellow hut on the beach where Mexican Maria was the owner. She had once married a Hindu. The Hindus live across the river from the Garifuna. Maria makes great chicken curry.
Alex got a tip from Maria for bringing two paying customers. He also got a tip from Joelle the artist when Ducknik bought a small drawing from her on the beach. If the crocodiles had eaten Plotnik, Ducknik and Eddy, Alex probably would have gotten another tip. No worries. Everyone gets a taste in Paradise.
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