Chasing waves at Marina Grande Beach in La Guaira with my brother from another Mother... With one week holiday and no plans, what were two house mates to do? SARAH: I want to explore the city. ERIK: Lets go to the beach! SARAH: Lets do it! (High five each other) Marina Grande Beach in La Guaira is located just outside of Caracas, Venezuela. A private beach. Secluded and void of danger. A safe option. We set off on public transport. ERIK: Dont talk. Theyll figure youre not from here and might try something. I dont wanna get kidnapped or anything today. SARAH: I look like a local. ERIK: Yes, until you start speaking. SARAH: Ok, Ill just nod. On the metro. Six stops later... ERIK: This is the furthest away from the city Ive been on my own. SARAH: (Laughs) On the bus... ERIK: Ive just said all my prayers. SARAH: So have I. ERIK: Lets hope nothing weird happens to us now. We are literally risking our lives. SARAH: Dont worry. Well be fine. I hope. On route, Erik asked for directions. Turned out, the woman who kindly helped us, works at the beach we were heading to as a masseuse and guided us all the way there. Her name was Liliana. SARAH: Our prayers worked. God sent us an Angel to show us the way. A young boy with a model face in his early teens kept glancing at me as he passed by. Many times. At lunch... ERIK: That pretty boy is pi**sing me off! SARAH: Whats he doing? ERIK: Hes running up and down the beach looking for you. SARAH: Hes just a kid. ERIK: Why cant he be a man and just tell you he likes you. SARAH: Because hes just a kid. ERIK: Hes too pretty for my liking. SARAH: Haha. Pretty Boy. Chasing waves... SARAH: Can you swim? ERIK: No. I have respect for the ocean. Can you swim? SARAH: No. Why cant you swim? ERIK: Im Latin. SARAH: Thats no excuse. ERIK: Why cant you swim? Youre English. SARAH: I can swim for a couple of minutes before I start to sink. ERIK: Hmmm SARAH: Thats two people who dont know how to swim trying to make the best of the beach. ... ERIK: I just peed. Did you pee yet? SARAH: Ewww, gross! No! ERIK: (Laughs) SARAH: That guys really hot. ERIK: He is. Like something out of a fairytale. Why dont you go up to him? SARAH: I cant. ERIK: Wait a minute. He looks like Pretty Boy. I bet you thats Pretty Boys older brother. SARAH: What makes you say that? ERIK: Look. They have the same face. SARAH: No they dont. Hmmm... Hot guy. ERIK: Oh my God! Sarah, look! SARAH: What? ERIK: The perfect girl. SARAH: Yeah. Shes really cute. ERIK: Shes. So. Perfect. SARAH: But I bet you that muscle guy is her husband. And thats her child. Perfect Girl. At the beach... SARAH: Look. We need to split up otherwise people will get the wrong idea and think were together. ERIK: How do we do that? SARAH: We have to make everyone believe we are brother and sister. Erik spots another girls he likes at the public showers... SARAH: Erik. Hurry up! Im hungry. Youre taking ages in there. ERIK: (Smiles at the girl in front of him) Shes so hot. SARAH: Trust you! ERIK: Please Sarah, can you find out her name for me? SARAH: Ok, fine. But only because I want your frustration to end. SARAH: Hola. Whats your name? ASTERIX: Asterix. SARAH: My brother really likes you. He wanted to speak to you. ERIK: (Spanish) Shes my sister. We have the same Father. He travels all around the world leaving kids all over the place. Im from Nicaragua and shes from England. Were on a family holiday. She wanted to tell you that I really like you and think youre cute. Do you have Facebook? ASTERIX: (Laughs as they exchange names) ... ERIK: That brother/sister line really works. SARAH: I know, right? So, youre my brother from another mother. ERIK: Yes. SARAH: How did my mother meet your father? Lets work out the story... A very laugh out loud day at the beach. Ended with a massage by Angel before heading back home.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 16:53:04 +0000
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