I was going round lake Geneva (though it wasn't much like the real one) and I noticed my car floating in the water. My only real worry was that the back door was open. I tried to close it, but couldn't. I went back home organise bringing the car in. I decided to hire a rowboat - the town was a bit like a seaside town. I went to the boat hire place. Two Vietnamese woman tourists were there. They were talking in poetic terms about the beauty of the waves etc, so the boatman, as I guessed, ignored them and turned to me. While waiting, I also saw some copper coins half-buried in the sand by my right foot. They turned out to be worn royal french colonial coins. I hired my boat and decided I had better bring my binoculars to help me pick out my car better. That's when I woke up.
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