They Thought It Was Just a Trip—Then the Boat Went Under
It was supposed to be a day of relaxation, laughter, and a bit of adventure. A group of friends had planned this trip for months. Life in the city had become unbearably monotonous, and they craved a break from the daily grind. The idea was simple: spend a day on the water, feel the cool breeze against their skin, and embrace the freedom that only the open sea could offer.
The morning began with eager anticipation. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when the group gathered at the marina, each carrying bags filled with snacks, sunscreen, and good intentions. The boat, a modest yet sturdy vessel named “The Seafarer,” was ready and waiting. As they stepped aboard, each friend felt a sense of excitement tinged with the hint of an adventure that lay ahead.
The captain, an old hand at navigating the nearby waters, greeted them with a warm smile. His weathered face told tales of countless voyages, each line a testament to years spent at sea. After a brief rundown of safety procedures and a quick check to ensure everyone had their life jackets within reach, they set off.
