Liko`s Worldnet

The weather is gentle and the sea lays calm ahead of us. The perfect day for a little joyride to the outer reef to spot some dolphins. At first it's a bit choppy and the boat boosts forward in mighty jumps, leaving nothing but a crystal blue track of agitated water. We turn around the next inhabited island to take a glimpse at the natives, but they are hiding from the sun and the heat. They don't know how soon they will seek warmth today.
Never mind, we wanted to see dolphins anyway. So the speedboat plains again over the waves, half flying, half tilted sliding. Full force to the outer ring. I am standing on the boat, hair in the wind. The heart pumps heavily in anticipation. Eyes to the horizon. Where are they?

When we pass the first islands, the sea becomes even more calm. We are entering the Indian Ocean. Vast and powerful, it whispers that it has no end. The waves seem small, until we realise that they are actually hills made of water. Hundreds of meters wide, they lift the boat gently up and down. You do not want to believe your eyes in view of their size, but they force you, they are folding the horizon. They make you understand that there is something beyond your understanding and even your imagination. Their sheer presence makes me shiver in awe. They don't care.
For a second a cloud covers the sun and turns the water slightly darker. Something is different, it seems, something strange. Just a second, before we spot the Brown Noddies. The native fishermen use them to find tuna fish, for us they show the way to the dolphins. The first flock yields nothing, the second neither and we are already far outside. The lifting hills of the ocean only help a little. We are cruising, eyes wide open and scanning the horizon. Then again this strange feeling that there is something else in our way, something bigger, something immensely powerful. The light, I think...

"THERE", the captain shouts, stretching his left arm into the west. He must have seen something. His face has changed too. It's excited and concentrated as he boosts the boat towards our new direction. And then we see them, one, two, no even three dolphins ripping through the surface. They come closer and my eyes open up. It's not three of them, more likely 10 or 20. They are all around our boat, jumping in curiosity. We drive on and they place themselves right in front of our bow. How ever fast we drive they keep up, even jump ahead. There is no fear in them, it seems. Full of joy they play and look at us, when they jump next to the boat. I hold out my hand over the water, hoping they might like to jump against it, but suddenly they all just veer north and south, and leave us alone again. Are they afraid of my hand, I wonder looking at it.

The hand looks different, actually everything looks different around us. Where have all the colors gone, why does suddenly everything seem so quiet? Am I alone? We exchange a glance. No, they also see it. Time can flow like cold honey, in these moments. Even the waves seem to duck their heads in eerie anticipation. What has changed? Our looks fly in all directions, but there is only horizon around us. And it becomes ever darker. Yet another could has covered the sun. We look up and there it is. Something mighty has covered the sun. Now we can see it, from behind the cloud a mere sickle shines in agony. The moon has stolen a part of the sun's power. Goose bumps and shivers crouch over my skin. What a sight.

As we arrive in the resort, the sand finally reveals its real color, it's just as yellow as any other sand in the whole wide world, only the sun made look bride white.