Spring Break Moment

I went with my entire family to Gulf Shores over spring break. Surprisingly there were no big feuds and it was pretty relaxing. The deep sea fishing trip a few of us decided to go on was the most interesting. We fished 20 miles off the coast. I was amazed only one person out of the motley group of 30 on board got sea sick. There's nothing like paying $70 to feel miserable for hours.
In reality, over half of the six hour fishing trip was the boat ride out and the ride back. It's not all the vermilion snappers I caught that I will remember the most, it's all the strangers that were on the boat. The sound of the motor and the water cut out the awkward small talk that's typical in those kind of situations. It made for hours of undisturbed people watching. I got to know the people around me. There were two young brothers to our left, the younger of which was scared of the fish he caught. Next to them was a content old man who loved his shiny new hand-held video camera. There was a group of college guys opposite us; one of them being the "puker." Then there was the creepy old guy that wondered around. We were barely out of the bay when he took his shoes and shirt off and changed his shorts infront of everyone. Donning only shorts and a cap, he walked around barefoot the entire time. Perhaps the most jarring and unfortunatly the most memorable sight of the trip was when I caught a glimpse of the bottom of his right foot. It was an unsettling sight to say the least. There was a random circle of white paint on his arch. As much as I hate it, that quarter-sized dot of paint is my most vivd memory of the boat ride.