Meeting new people is never easy, it takes a lot of time and effort to get to know somebody. It often happens that along the way, people realize that they do not have much in common and simply go their separate ways. This is not the story of such acquaintances and short-term friendships. This is the story of the Coco Group, about six serious adults who became friends at first sight and whose friendship has been around for a long time now. Despite commitments and lives in different countries, not a day goes by that we do not chat, mostly through social networks. These are not classic stories of who's doing what, whining about life and listing everything that's new. The Coco group is reserved mainly for humor, cheerful things and mutual help.

The name Coco came from our youngest member Tim. As each wolf pack must have its own alpha male, we decided to give this role to the youngest and physically weakest of us. Quite logical, right? As this youngest bald man (by his decision, and forced by the natural process of baldness) and his head looks a little like a coconut, then the whole group got the name Coco-pack.

In a world that is often gray and filled with problems, it is good to have people who always give you positive energy. Like a cold watermelon refreshing on a hot summer day or warm tea that heats when everything is frozen outside...I would, therefore, like to share with you a few short episodes from Coco's life, in a hope that it will at least fill you with a little bit of joy in life, make you laugh or brighten your day. In order to protect the true identity of the "heroes" of this story, all names have been altered, and any coincidence with real people is intentional.

Episode 1: Cruise and Slipper Hunting

Imagine a scene: summer, cruising down Lena River on a huge ship. The DJ plays the latest Russian dance hits. No one understands the words, but Coco Tim is dancing like crazy. While most people dance to the rhythm of the music, he moves at least five times faster, waving his arms in almost insane speed. He starts to get really red in face.

"I can't take it anymore, I got a blister," he said breathlessly as he approached the bench on which the rest of pack was sitting.
He then sits down and proudly shows the blister. The rest of the crew completely ignores him, showing almost no empathy for the injured dancer. Poor Tim then walks over to the cabin and puts on his slippers. On the way back to the deck, he missed one of the stairs and, before realizing, one of his slippers have slipped of his foot.

"People, help me, my slipper is gone!" we heard loud shouting.

Now try to imagine this scenario where six people are running around grabbing a slipper that the wind throws mercilessly around the deck. At one point, a slipper slipped from the edge of the lower deck and sailed down the river, lighten by the rays of the sun just setting down to sleep. There was something utterly serene in that slipper scene sailing freely into new adventures.

"Maybe this is better ..." Danica said, "now everyone will see the blister you earned, because the slipper no longer hides it."

"There is something good in every evil. Even if you slip and lose something, you will get something in return " concluded Tim.

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It's good to be Coco. Episode 1- Cruise and Slipper Hunting