While flying over the Indian ocean our plane was lost in a huge storm. I was the only one of the 3 crew to survive the crash but found myself stranded on a dessert Island. With no contact to the outside world I was stranded with nothing more then a volleyball that washed up with the wreckage. As the weeks went on more items washed to shore and I was able to dress myself and throw together a little tikki bar for me and my volleyball friend, Wilson to drink at. We recently came across some speakers and an iPad nano with just 1 song which we play for the day as we wait for rescue. The drinks aren't bad and wilson is good fun but we can't wait to be rescued to a world with more of our friends. Peace.
Rodeyo
