As the boat carrying tourists cut a smooth path through the ocean's waters, its quake extended to the local's small craft.
On the tour boat, the waves were slight, and the party was going full force. The bartender hustled to keep up with the umbrella drink orders, trays of food filled with island delicacies, as well as lemon chicken, were brought out, and the vacation laughter bounced off the water.
No one noticed the man fighting to regain control of his simple vessel.
***What happens next?***
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
~Laughing Water by Cynthia~
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We escaped the tsunami in an ancient wooden vessel that should have long ago been taken out of commission. As it stands, we were thankful for anything to get us out of harm's way, even a museum piece such as this.
My sister and I kept praying that we wouldn't spring a leak and sink to the bottom of the ocean. Fortunately, the boat proved itself seaworthy. We spent three days hunkered down, trying to distract ourselves from fear and the memory of what had recently transpired.
Early in the morning of the fourth day, we encountered a party of Chinese fishermen. Waving our hands wildly at the craft, we attracted their attention. Half of us were ravenous with hunger and thirst, as we had not time to pack food or water before the enormous wave crashed onshore.
As the boat carrying tourists cut a smooth path through the ocean's waters, its quake extended to the local's small craft.
On the tour boat, the waves were slight, and the party was going full force. The bartender hustled to keep up with the umbrella drink orders, trays of food filled with island delicacies, as well as lemon chicken, were brought out, and the vacation laughter bounced off the water.
No one noticed the man fighting to regain control of his simple vessel.
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