My papa has caught a fish in the marina… 3 October 2011
Yesterday we moored in the marina at Tioman Island.
It’s a small marina and we have been welcomed by the local
community of cruisers who helped us with just about everything: mooring,
electricity, provisioning, entertaining the girls…
Today, after school, it was maintenance day (actually every
day is maintenance day).
I was on the pontoon doing some work with Nadia buzzing
around me dressed only in her panties; periodically she would go to the other
boats (also doing maintenance) and offer to help because “I can use a REAL
hammer without squashing my fingers”.
At a certain point I saw a small fishing boat coming in; I
ran to their mooring to buy five fish. When I got back to the boat I was surrounded
by the girls who were very excited about it. At a certain point one of the fish
started wriggling and Anna implored me to set it free. She was so upset so I
agreed and freed the fifth fish who after a few swims went belly up, clearly
dead. The water in the marina is
so clear (you can see the bottom and lots of tropical fish) that I decided to
pick up the famous fifth fish.
Nadia was super
excited and said that she must absolutely show the fish to the other boats,
but, she added, “I can’t go just in my panties” as if she hadn’t being roaming
around in panties all afternoon.
So she put on a nice girly dress, picked up the fish and
visited all the other boats on the pontoon announcing: “My papa has caught a
fish in the marina!”.
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| Nadia: "If you touch the eyeball of a fish, it is all goey" |
Very quickly I was surrounded by the other boaters who wanted to know why on earth I had started fishing in the marina.
Once the misunderstanding had been clarified, it was time to
fillet the fish…
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