The two brothers dropped off the tourists on the small beach next to the grottos of Ponra Da Piedade, and started preparing for their journey back to town.
Suddenly, one of the tourists asked, “You said you both grew up playing in these waters. Can you tell us how these grottos were formed?”
The older brother started saying something but the younger, sharper one cut in first, “Well, it is quite simple ma’am. The waves here are so strong, that over millions of years, parts of the cliffs eroded, till finally, giant holes got created through the erosion.”
The tourists nodded their heads sagely, and tipping the brothers, bid them goodbye.
On the beach, Sarah remarked to the rest of her group “That older brother was so dishy. If I weren’t married, and traveling with my husband, I would have done him right here.”
Abigail laughed and replied, “I favor the younger one, there’s something so deliciously dangerous about him.”
Meanwhile on the boat, the older brother turned towards the younger one, and said sarcastically “Really? Erosion? That’s the best you could come up with? ”
The younger one scoffed and replied, “So do you think I should have just told them the truth, that the holes got made while you were practicing throwing your hammer Mjolnir as a child, Thor?”
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