TG Race Week 2 Day 5
In De Nile
Doc stirs in the drivers seat. He opens his eyes and stretches his arms as far as they go. He hears several pops. He stands and twists his back to see behind him. Several more things pop. Relaxed and awake, he sits back down and starts up their transportation.
From his speaker he hears the sounds of soft rhythmic breathing and then, Buh mmmoooooommmm, I doan wanna. She fell asleep on the button again. Why do I hafta wear a dress? I wanna wear pants like duh rest of duh family.
Doc is so focused on the monologue that he doesnt notice the rock sticking up from the sand. WHUMP! WHUMP!
YAWN! He smiles as she wakes up and the speaker goes silent.
He gives her a minute or two. Sleep well, he asks with the button depressed.
As well as can be expected in these chairs.
Good dreams?
Her voice is startled. Wha? No. No. I did it again?
He smiles again, You want to talk about it?
No! She pauses, Well, maybe later.
Several hours later they come across a stream. I believe we have found the Nile.
Can we go back to its source?
Doc checks his watch, We probably have time. Sure.
They turn the bus and head south. Soon they are at a trickle of water. Tracey takes off her shoes and steps in. Look! Im in the Nile.