Have you ever seen black coloured lizards or an old fisherman wee infront of you?
No neither have I, that is, until today when we took a boat trip to here, a small deserted island.
Apart from the black lizards, there were only the blue and white lighthouse, lichen covered stones and some 3 different types of native plants. Appparently the black lizards cannot survive elsewhere: numerous attempts to bring them to the main island or beyond had failed (no picture here of the lizards seeing as I was repulsed by them).
We had arrived on the island via a 'yacht'. I made another lost-in-translation mistake and assumed it would be similar to the HK ones (e.g. like this) and packed accordingly (magazines, ipad, bikini to lounge on the sundeck). But it was really a small fishing boat manned by a 70 something year old chap called D who carried a huge belly and tales of eating cats during the Spanish civil war and being seduced by married women when he was just a young boy.
Excluding D, there were 7 of us. I came on-board last and perched awkwardly above the deck, on top of the cabin (if it can be called that), for lack of space. I didn´t mind it as much thinking the small boat would soon enough bring us to the real "yacht" (haah).
The journey to the island took a number of hours to and fro and was at times bumpy; I was glad I had finally learned how to swim properly (I still owe a post on this topic). We sailed around the islands and stopped a couple of times for some swimming which everyone else did except for D, E and me. D continued to man the boat, E slept while I day dreamt about world domination. At some point during this time, D stood up nonchalantly to relief himself into the sea but dribbled most of his wee into the boat. I woke E up and asked him to move up closer to me whilst I continued to perch on the uncomfortable cabin roof (with my head hitting the sail), thankful that I was above ground wee.
I could only tell the others about wee-gate after we landed.