Barbados
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About ten years ago I was on holiday in Barbados when we got hit by the tail-end of a hurricane.

Now I love extreme weather - especially storms. I love walking about during massive thunderstorms or going for a walk on the beach during gales. I just like to feel humbled by natures power and majesty.

So, as this storm approached, I started to get pissed with a few other tourists. And, by the time the full fury of the storm was upon us, I was pissed as a judge. So I decided that I wanted to not only see the hurricane, but *experience* it as well. So I jumped into the swimming pool with a bottle of wine.

So there I was, drunk, floating with my arse in the middle of a life belt swigging on a bottle of wine. And the rain was pelting down. Raindrops as big as my fist and the wind was blowing me all over the swimming pool. I was giggling like a loon and having the time of my life.

And then the coconuts started to come loose from the trees around me and splatter into the water like mortar rounds.

"Hmmm" thinks me. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all"

So, still clutching my bottle of wine, I abandoned my floating post and started swimming for the edge of the pool. About 6 foot from the edge, just as I thought I was home and dry, a fucking coconut got me full on the back. Even though it was cushioned by the water, and even though it was covered by a thick husk, it still felt like my spine had been broken.

The force knocked me under the water and winded me. I couldn't breath and the pain was simply astounding. I remember thinking what a stupid way to die. Killed by a bloody coconut.

As it turned out though I managed to surface and drag myself that last few feet and staggered out of the pool and into my room. Where my girlfriend looked at me and said:

"You're a stupid tit!"

So much for sympathy.

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 1:54, 3 replies)

Thank fuck there arent coconuts around here.
Like you I am the one that loves to feel the force of nature (mainly when full pissed). Cue me sitting out at the end of our jetty during howling winds with a smile on my face. Neighbours and Mrs may think I am nuts/drunken idiot for doing this. But it is a fucking top experience.
Glad to see I am not the only one:)

Dont know if you know about the July Storms we had here in Newcstle NSW (Pasha Bulker on the beach thing) . We had waves hitting our bedroom window. I treated it as "just like being camping" (no power, phone etc.) Slept like a baby.

Love it!
( Sir Pigeon Nipples Did you sit in some sugar?, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 2:23, closed)

23 people die every year from falling coconuts.

( Bob Todd whee, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 12:58, closed)

"So there I was, drunk, floating with my arse in the middle of a life belt swigging on a bottle of wine."
The most delightfully eccentric thing I have heard for some time. I for one salute you.

*Clicks*
(Guizmeaux, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 20:04, closed)