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[nickandrovna]

Cruise line company has many cruise ships. Each cruise ship has many decks. And decks have many bars. But there is always just one good bar in the whole ship. This is the rule of thumb.  One can find good bar by smell. Good bars smell good. This time good bar smelled like комуналка on Vasil’evsky Island. So, I was sitting there and doing what I like to do at the bar: I was talking to strangers.

The twenty first planet was inhabited by a Palestinian. “I was sitting here and minding my own business” – he said. He just finished playing card game at the casino. The name of the card game was “twenty one”.  So, I taught him Russian word “очко”.

Palestinian had three main passions in his life. He liked cooking, gardening trees and hugging a woman. Once Palestinian was an owner of Mediterranean food   restaurant in San Francisco for many years, but he got tired and quit. That’s what he said. But in reality Palestinian had too strong passion to hug and it caused problems. In America it is not safe to have such strong passion to hug as that Palestinian had. So, after quitting restaurant business Palestinian moved to Bay Area, and now he grows trees in his garden. One of these trees is fig tree.  When he was describing me trees I smiled and then he made me regret that I smiled. Then Palestinian said that I scared him. But on reality it went visa versa. Then he left to play his card game.

And then I was sitting and reading my book and trying to calm down. And then bartender (number 10 from the list) showed me a secret sign I can show him in case I want him to call the security. The sign was as if I cut off my head using my hand as a knife.

Bartender number 10 had a hobby. He was a photographer. Earlier that day he got out of the ship in Ensenada and photographed car racing that took place on the road near the Harbor. There were a lot of photographers from local press on the scene and he played a trick to get closer. Bartender number 10 put on batch he wears on the ship and they thought he is from the press as well. So he took good shots for his personal collection. He showed me his collection and I liked one photograph a lot. Big pigeon was sitting next to glasses with drinks on the table and had very stupid look. There were ocean and a ship on this picture on the background. He said that the bird didn’t fly away for a long time, so he took a shot. And the shot turned out good.

Then I was sitting and reading my book and big crowd of people talking to each other was all over the bar. They were too loud and I didn’t like it. At some point Palestinian showed up and got himself a drink. He said he won two hundred dollars. But in reality he visited to check if I changed my mind.
 
Palestinian had eyes of John Turturro’s character from movie I watched not long ago – from “Miller’s Crossing”. After he left I was sitting and thinking and I’ve got scared. So I decided to leave.

And then something interesting happened. A tall guy in a suit showed up and gave bartender (not number 10, the other one) two hundred dollars. “Make my people happy!” – he said. I never saw politicians so close, so I’ve got very curious and decided to stay. So I was sitting and spying on them. It was too loud and I could hardly distinguish voices. And then one of “his people” started talking to me.

…to be continued

Comments

[cypresstree.livejournal.com]

Wow, what a suspense!

[nickandrovna.livejournal.com]

:)) Coming soon!

[nickandrovna.livejournal.com]

Done! http://nickandrovna.livejournal.com/32536.html