Jacks Version of the story

Sitting her stuck at a foreign countries naval base is not a good way to spend a vacation. Its gonna take at least 3 days for the money to reach us, and that’s if they ever let us use the phone. Jill glares at me from the other side of the deck. Acting like it was all my fault.
“I would have never agreed to that race if I were the one in control.” She had rambled on and on in a tantrum like manor all the way from the ship. She didn’t care that they were all laughing at me, at her, at us for being stupid enough to get caught. She didn’t even notice when one of the guys pulled out a camera phone and started taken pictures, or filming the thing, or whatever he was doing.
The fine for jet skiing to close to the cruise ship is about 500 dollars. Not to mention the additional payment of repairs to the flooded jet ski. I keep asking them if or when I’ll be able to call someone, or we’ll be able to leave. But they keep speaking to me in Spanish, thinking I’m able to understand them. Every time I tell them I have no idea what they’re saying they look at each other, dramatically throw back their heads and laugh.
Another flash goes off followed by an uproar of howls. The one holding the camera hunches over in snorting in between gasps and giggles.
After about 6 hours I was finally given the go ahead to call my sister and have her express air male me about one thousand dollars.
“I told you, no questions. It’s not like I’m asking you to give me one thousand dollars. I’m just giving you permission to withdraw from my account and send it to me.
It’s not illegal. Can you just send me the money?
I got picked up the Mexican Navy Jill and I were Jet Skiing. And there was this other couple. They kept running circles around us, they wanted to race. So I we raced from one booie to the other. And I would have had him too, if it weren’t for that god damn Banana Boat.
The little yellow floaters shaped like bananas attached an over sized Jet Ski. They created an artificial wave and I hit it too fast and nosedived straight down.”
I could hear her snickering on the other line, followed by muffled snorts and a deranged giggle, almost an exact imitation of woody the woody the woodpecker.
“After the Jet ski flipped over it filled with water and we floated over towards the cruise ship, where we were thrown a life preserver by a Mexican navel ship. I told Jill not to grab for it, that someone else from the rental tent would come out to get us. But she didn’t listen. And now we are stuck here until we can pay them.”
Like I had predicted it would take three days to get the money. Untill then we were given the tile floor to sleep on with throw pillows from the couch. Jill and I haven’t spoken to each other since then.