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Just a Conversation on the Way to Sand Dunes…

“Why didn’t you call me ‘Nick’?”

“… Because we thought ‘Mark’ was a good name.”

“Can I change my name to ‘Nick’?”

“Nope.”

“I think we’re going to walk for at least an hour.”

“More like thirty minutes. I’ve just been there and back, it doesn’t take that long. And it’s a sand dune, sand dunes are cool, right?”

“My tummy hurts.”

“Why?”

“DUH! Because I’m hungry.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? If you see the word ‘pastel,’ let me know, and I’ll buy one.”

“What is it?”

“Food. Like a big fried wonton with beef or chicken. Or cheese.”

“I want the chicken one.”

“Well, let me know if you see someone selling them.”

“Oh… you don’t have it?”

“I’m wearing a swimsuit, Mark, does it look like I have a fried wonton snack in the pockets or the bag I don’t have?”

“You’re being silly. I had a dream last night. You were having a party with a megalodon.”

“I wish you hadn’t seen that movie.”

“Where do megalodon live?”

“They are extinct, like dinosaurs. It was a movie, Mark.”

“I liked the cake last night.”

“Yeah, do you know what it was? A carrot cake.”

“NO!”

“Told you, it doesn’t taste like carrots. Besides, you should love carrots, I ate tons of them when I was pregnant.”

“… Was I eating your food?”

“Yes, because it passes through the umbilical cord, and—”

“Oh, I know that. I saw it in SpongeBob. Like, the mommy has a baby and—”

“Pregnancy is nothing like a SpongeBob episode, trust me.”

“If you say so… Oh, can you sing the song the singer sings?”

“Huh? Can you be less specific?”

“You know, the guy with the white t-shirt.”

“Oh, Freddy Mercury?”

“WE WILL ROCK YOU!”

“What’s the slime?”

“Jellyfish.”

“Mommy, do you………”

“Speak louder, Mark, it’s noisy here, I can’t hear anything!”

“MOMMY DO YOU LIKE FLASH?”

“Banana boat?”

That wasn’t Mark but one of the beach vendors. I shake my head no because I’m not quite sure how to politely decline—não, obrigada (“no, thank you”) or que isso?? (“what the fuck…”). Also, what’s a bana—

“Mommy, look, the boat looks like a banana!”

Oh, okay, got it.

“This is my magic wand! I’m turning you into… a frog!”

“Croak.”

“I’m turning you… into mommy!”

“Washyourhand, stopwatchingTV, gotobed, thisistooloud, stopjumpingaroundwhenyoueat, dontlikeyourhandstheyaredirty, don’t—”

“Nice one, mommy! Now I’m turning you into… a rabbit!”

“Sorry, ran out of ideas, not sure how to be a rabbit.”

“Mommy, you’re—”

“Caipirinha?”

“For fuck’s sake, can the world let me enjoy a nice walk on the beach? Mark, we can talk later, it’s noisy here, I can’t hear you! Just enjoy! We’re almost here! We don’t have to talk all the time!”

“Where is the sand dune?”

“… In front of you.”

“That’s huge!”

“Go climb it.”

“Yay!”

Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
Praia dos Ingleses, Florianópolis
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Zhu

French woman in English Canada.

Exploring the world with my camera since 1999, translating sentences for a living, writing stories that may or may not get attention.

Firm believer that nobody is normal... and it’s better this way.

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