For the sake of simplicity, I am going to present the data from all individuals as though they are a collective group. The rationale behind this is that… well, I just don’t care which country these people come from, they are visitors in this town.
If you have a look at the pontoon where the rowing boats are launched from, you will see that it is a man-made concrete slab.
The boys lay a piece of carpet on the concrete to reduce the slipperiness, and to protect the paintwork of the boats. Rowing currently starts at 7 in the morning and we try to be off the water by 9. Because the coach is considering the tourists.
Three incidents today are of interest.
Firstly, you may recall that I was trying to work out how to say to Frane ‘if you take your hands off the blades again I will slap you’ or words to that effect – he was out in the double for the first time with Tomislav, and next thing, he did as he had been warned not to, let go of the blades, the boat gracefully tipped and they both landed in the water, beside a swimming tourist (we’ll call him ‘Stupid Guy who didn’t Help´) who took not the least bit of notice of these two lads floundering in the sea. The boys did manage to get back to the pontoon with the upside down boat, amidst a huge amount of laughter from all of us.
Secondly, when we did try and lift the boat out, laden with water, we had to try and maneuver around tourists who were staking their claim on the pontoon for sunbathing and swimming. They just lay there in the way. We just stepped around them. Not a word was said.
Thirdly, perched on top of the roof of the rowing club were two families, settling in for the day. That’s all I’m saying.
Except to say that there are special privileges attached to being a guest, and with these go certain considerations in return – or so I was taught. I may be wrong (I was once, I remember it well). So come on tourists, pick up your game – this is a beautiful place, and everything is laid on for you- just a bit of respect please.
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