I'm driving my truck, as if on vacation on some small island. It's like Hawaii, but there are hundreds of these little islands, and we basically just chose a random one. I'm enjoying driving my truck because the roads are rough and I keep having to do things like drive up an embankment onto a road above.

We stop at this beachy place, looking down over the water, but it's pretty far below. At the far end of the beach (left when facing the ocean) there is a ramp down to the water, so I go check it out. Looking down the ramp I can see what look like two large eels swimming toward the land, which is pretty exciting. Then I see that they have limbs; they're not eels, but some sort of otter. But then somebody nearby says no they're not otters, they're medlars (in real life, this is the nameo f a rare fruit that my mom grows). So I go back to my group and tell them we should stay here and swim with the medlars, but mom wants to go somewhere else, to see some tourist thing. I'm saying we should stay and take a swim, we've been here like four or five days already, how could we not just swim?