One of the current books I'm reading is called "Downhill Lies", a true golf story by Carl Hiaasen in which he kept a log of his return to playing golf after not playing for thirty years...very funny if you're a golfer...
one of Carl's golf adventures took him to a course in Florida that had monkeys in the trees...
Not that I didn't have as much fun on a Caribbean Cruise with two other couples long ago but the story reminded me of a game the three of us played on Barbados...yes, we always bring our clubs on vacations...
We had planned all along to play a few rounds on this trip...we flew from LAX to Miami to Puerto Rico, stayed a few days visiting this lovely island and, of course, played golf at Chi Chi Rodriguez's home course...if you don't know Chi Chi is ask an older friend...
The ship's concierge booked Tee times for us and we were driven to the course in a taxi...the driver must have been trained in New York City because he drove the twenty-five miles in about fifteen minutes...
the course was built within a bamboo jungle with holes cut out here and there...the weather was warm and we played six or seven holes happily and enjoying every swing...well almost...
We were then hitting drives on a short par 4 and as we approached the green we saw a bunch of monkeys on the right edge about four or five feet from the dark bamboo jungle. From far they looked about three or four feet high and orangutan-ish. They were just standing there on the right side of the green as if waiting for us to hit our balls on the green...there were about a dozen of them there looking at us...like, what the hell??? It was like a group of grumpy monkeys with a vengeance...Pretty sure we saw Beavis and Butt-monkey in the group...it reminded me of The Legend of Sleepy Monkey, Monkeys in the Mist...were they the last of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Monkeys? Perhaps the Monkeys of Wrath? The Good, the Bad and the Monkeys? The Monkeys that Time Forgot?
So what did we do? Took a quick left turn, gave ourselves pars on the hole and ran like hell...
p.s. If I was a good writer like Julie I'd write a book and call it:
"Things to do in Barbados when you're a Monkey"
2 comments:
You are funny. I love that story. How about "Show me the Monkey"?
Hilarious! How come I'd never heard this before?
I think I'll be coming in contact with a few monkeys myself in the next couple of weeks!!
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