Picture it now. After tumbling overboard a Club Med cruise, you find yourself flailing in the middle of the Caribbean Sea.
No one saw you fall. No one heard you fall. As far as everyone on the ship is concerned, you’re still there. Problem.
Hours go by. You’re not sure how many, but it feels like an eternity. There’s no one around. Just you and old mate time itself. You feel the lactic acid in your limbs. Soon, you’ll have to surrender to the tides out of sheer exhaustion. You begin to think to yourself, “This is it.”
Suddenly, out of nowhere, an almost ethereal white vessel appears. Gliding into view, you’re not sure what is happening – but you don’t question it either. As it cruises towards you, a reassuring hand reaches down to meet yours. You look up at the glowing figure surrounded in a halo of light from the setting sun and see… Leonardo DiCaprio.
Onboard, you are ushered past a bevy of supermodels. Champagne and caviar is offered to you. You begin to put it all together.
- Jack fucking Dawson pulled you out of the water
- Camila Morrone is standing in the corner
- Champagne and caviar?
You must have died and gone to heaven. It’s the only plausible explanation.
As strange as it sounds, this is all very true. DiCaprio was vacationing near St. Barts just before the new year when his yacht received an emergency search call for a man who had drunkenly fallen overboard.
They managed to rescue the poor floating bloke in the nick of time eleven hours on from the time he’d toppled in. Right before the sunset and a heavy rainstorm was due to occur. The fella in question is reportedly well and has recovered by the time of writing.
All in all, this certainly makes for one hell of a New Year’s Eve. And there’s no doubt that the stranded bloke will have a yarn for the ages.
Source: People Magazine
