I was in Puerto Rico over the weekend, soaking up the sun, enjoying the beach. On Monday, my homegirl's flight left early, so I decided to spend my last few hours chilling on the beach. I checked my luggage w/the bellhop and headed to the sand and the waves. I was wearing my tankini w/bikini bottoms which has brown bikini strings that hang along the side. That information will be useful later.
After laying out for 20 minutes or so, I'm feeling pretty roasted, so I decide to go cool off in the water. I walk slowly through the water, reflecting on my last day in Puerto Rico. When I get about waist-deep in the water, I stop and look over the ocean, really taking in the moment.
All of a sudden I feel a *tap tap* on my leg. "Darn seaweed," I think, and annoyed, I brush it away with my left hand, not even looking down.
*Tap, tap* Again? "Well, that's odd," I think, and with a look somewhere between confused and concerned, I turn my face, eyebrows raised, to the water. Will someone please tell me why there are two medium size fish at my thigh??? I can only assume they were after my bikini strings which were hanging straight down rather than tied in a bow. But that assumption came later. At that time my only reaction was,
Losing all couth, I scream and run like an idiot through the ocean out the water. Reflection and serenity? Over. I was so shook, that I ran all the way to my lounge chair. I lay down to collect my nerves, but I couldn't shake that icky feeling of those fish on my thigh. So I packed it up and went to the pool instead.
OMG! What if they had attached themselves to my bikini strings?! What if there had been a whole school instead of two?? What if they had teeth like that snapper my friend had at lunch?
Hasta la vista, Puerto Rico. lol