The hit of our contemporary in Schumer...... The awakening turned out to be extremely strange and seriously puzzled me: instead of a bedroom ceiling, I saw in front of me the sweaty back of a stranger dressed in a loincloth and a headscarf. The man in front of me waved his oar rhythmically, submerging the paddle in the water on the right and doing stroke after stroke. What is noteworthy - I did the same: a rake. Measured and rhythmic. There was someone else behind me doing the same thing. I could not see this someone, but his oar now and then came into view a little from behind to the right. Thanks to our efforts, the small boat was quite walking, which was unambiguously hinted at by a small breech - a foam sign of water quickly cut by the bow of the boat. Or do I just think it? At the first moment I was so scared that I almost lost my rhythm, trying to figure out my own feelings. However, the understanding quickly came that you should not attract attention now. Until I figure out the situation, it's better not to twitch. Moreover, the body moved almost automatically.