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I hate shopping http://www.unexpectedmedia.com/klonopin-drug-dosage/ klonopin withdrawals After lunch, we are at sea again—marlin fishing in open waters as we sail back to Praslin. Under the watchful eye of our captain, I take hold of a rod. The colorful, plastic squid-like bait is already on the hook, and I simply sit on the fishing chair and wait for the pull. With the occasional plume of water dousing me, I feel quite the mariner. Suddenly, the captain shouts and points: Two dolphins are swimming alongside, perfectly synchronized with the swell. Beautiful as they are, I feel a twinge of regret that they're not marlin. They are the only sealife we see, and we arrive at Praslin without a fish tale to tell.