Tired but satisfied, calmly they walked down the stairs.
It can that be só tiresome. Travelling.
And not just any kind of travelling, no ordinary jump-on-the-plane trip, no sir. Travelling with a ship, a real cruise ship.
Everyday a different city, each morning a different port, every evening another island.
“Hopping“, they call this cheerfully.
John didn’t have a clue where they were, “Do yóu maybe know where we are?” he asked without turning around.
“Probably on an island, again” was the weary response from behind.
“Is this number six, or eight? I lost count.”
When they finally arrived in the capital, it was two o clock in the afternoon, the town was deserted. All the shops were closed.
Tóó bloody hot, no sign of any living person in the street.
“Ah yes” he thought, “they have this afternoon siesta, yet another weird Spanish custom.”
In the distance they saw something that had the appearance of being open. “See that? Over there in the corner. Shall we go there?“.
It turned out to be a photo shop, that is to say; you can buy postcards, drinks and cigarettes, phones and cameras. A bit of old junk actually.
They turned around, disappointed. John noticed from the corner of his eye a messy pile of boxes.
When they both read what was printed on the boxes, their mood changed instantly.
“Selfie stick“, each box contained one, and there were so many boxes!
A huge range of selfie sticks was just lying there in the corner of a shop on island number seven!
Like kiddies in a candy store they crawled happily on the floor, so much, so many different types, so much choice. And sóó cheap! That made John and Kim very happy!
“I want this one!” Kim screams out loud, with the box firmly pressed against his chest.
A few moments later they walk together – again tired and satisfied – on the promenade at the Charco.
A smiling John has the selfie stick in his right hand, the empty box in his left. Kim is bold and daring. The new Samsung is already clamped in the stick and is filming their stroll from the back. Nice on Facebook, something different. Surely, maybe?
After this merry walk they sit down on the wall, next to the Charco, the pool, behind them the romantic image of wooden fishing boats in shallow water. You can actually féél the connection with the real nature here!
And finally the moment is there. It is time for their first duo selfie. Oohhhh this is sóóóó romantic!!! both of them are thinking.
Relaxed and controlled John puts the box down, he retracts the stick and clamps the iPhone 5 (“it’s already an oldie” he thinks) into the plastic clip.
Then it start to flow, John becomes overloaded with ideas, visions and inspiration. “Selfie stick drones” he thinks. He envisions hundreds of tourists walking here, here along the Charco, swarms of “selfie drones” orbiting around their heads. Actually, you don’t even have to travel yourself anymore, you simply send your own smart drone on the trip. So much easier!
Then he gets another brainwave: “The SSS, the Stereo Selfie Stick !!!” Two iPhones mounted on the same stick, WiFi and Bluetooth connected, the app does the rest. Click and you have a 3D portrait of yourself! You print it as a bust with the 3D printer at home on the kitchen sink.
“The iBust. The sky is the limit !!!!!”.
Kim gives him a nudge, “Ah yes” he thinks, “our duo selfie“.
Slowly John extends the Stick, this time to the maximum length. Kim stares mesmerized at him. It gets hot here, in the burning sun. John‘s muscular arm holds all equipment far away, the lens focusing the two smiling faces. “Facebook?” Kim asks lovingly, “Instagram” he replies softly with a smile.
When John gently pushes the button to take the picture, the iPhone 5 darts out of the holding clip. Slowly the – suddenly much younger – smartphone falls to the ground. It lands initially with a soft “pop” followed by an ominous “crack” on the very hard tiles of the promenade around the Charco.