Florida, boat launching, and industrial soup production. Together at last.

I'm in Florida. I've been instructed to take this boat to the lake and launch it. It's tied to the back of the car by a really, really long ribbon. I've never trailered anything before, but a boat on 100 feet of ribbon sees like a bad idea. I start driving, make my first turn and watch in the rear-view mirror as the boat eventually follows. I decided to stop and shorten the ribbon, which can only be accomplished underwater, of course. I hold my breath, dive under the water (which has conveniently appeared) and bring the boat closer to the car. I start again. And decide the boat is still not close enough. Repeat underwater ribbon-shortening process.

I'm finally on the road to the lake. I'm not sure of the directions, but I figure, drive west until you hit the water (Gulf of Mexico), make a left. On the way, I encounter a new public works project. They are building a massive bridge, thousands of feet in the air, and made of orange steel beams. The exit ramp is a sudden, steep spiral, like a roller coaster. I'm worried about my boat behind me, but we make it off the highway.

Soon I'm driving next to a crystal clear lake. It's long and narrow and the road runs the entire length of it. I wonder if this is the lake I'm looking for. I assume it is and turn around to go back to the boat launch. I've never launched a boat before and there are cars in the way. Some guys quickly move their cars and assure me they'll help guide the boat in the water. I start to back down the ramp, but I'm going to fast, hit the brakes, and the boat plunges off the trailer and into the water. In the process, the boat was pushed underwater and is now sinking to the bottom of the lake, a few feet down the ramp. No worries. It's a small plastic boat. So, I grab it, pull it out of the water, flip it over and let the water drain out of it. Turns out the seal where the bottom half and top half of the boat meet is not water-tight, so some water has actually gotten inside the boat. I have to wait for that to drain out, too. I try again. I finally successfully launch the boat.

The next day I have to do it again. This time I know my way, I think. I recognize the giant orange bridge under construction. In front of me are three exits, each one a sudden spiral like last time. I pick a different exit and end up outside of my car, but inside a glass enclosed room. It's not just an exit ramp, you see. They're mixing soup. I look down, through the glass floor and see huge paddles mixing soup as water is pumped in. Somehow they use the energy of the cars on the exit ramp to power the mixer. The mixing is done and the whole exit-ramp-spiral-soup-mixer drops to the highway below and starts driving to the plant. It's time to unload the soup for canning.

The end.