"Widespreadly known in narrow circles" (B. Slutsky)
I live in Costa Rica, I work in the shooting field. I went to the beach this weekend. There a Russian family holds a hotel, they stayed there. Before dawn, he took a camera, promised to return by daytime and went along the ocean.
The beach stretches 6 kilometers along the way, I photographed landscapes, various slides and sleepy pelicans. Silence, people of no one, shit! Halfway, a river falls into the sea. I calmly forced her, the depth did not reach the belt.
He swam, swam, and went on. At the end of the beach, the border of the reserve, the place of turtles, the entrance is crowded. Okay, and so well.
Bradu back, the sun is already roasting, time for 10 p.m. Here is the sentence. Oh, only it flows back, from the sea, and has become three times deeper!!! The tide is yours.
I had to swim only six meters, but I was afraid to wet the camera. We had to rush back to the reserve, a guard was seen through the grove. Was there an eagle (or a forest) in the guard? He greeted me as a native, named me by name, poured water...
...the environmental protection is armed, a couple of years ago the guys came to pop up to us on the shooting field. I don’t speak Latin, I remember, Costa Rica is a small country.
Well, I complained, he left sympathetically, remembered the high tide this year, called somewhere. A police car arrived. Snoop, gave up to the cops?
But the policemen cheered me on the back, asked about Raul’s health and where to go.
We rushed to the gate with a flash, five minutes of farewell, inviting each other to come again. The owners of the hotel were very tense - the police did not look at them when they were born. When the situation clarified, the hostess nervously whispered:
You are Python! I said, I’ll be by the hour, and here’s not fifteen.