The Albatross

In 1986, a man and his family had won tickets to Fiji in a contest. The family was packed and ready, and couldn't stop chatting about what they expected to see on their holiday.

About halfway through the flight, the plane had a critical engine failure. The plane plummeted towards the ocean, and the last things the man heard were the terrified cries of his children.

The man awoke on a desert Island. It was late afternoon when he got up and looked around. He heard cries from behind, and saw his wife and another man from the plane sitting around a campfire. The wife explained to the man how they crashed, and the children died. The husband shed a tear. As they discussed what they were going to do, the woman was bitten by a large crab. She fell to the ground screaming. Not wanting to lose another family member, the husband picked her up and carried her to the fireplace.

The bite got infected, and she died in a matter of days. The husband buried her body on the other side of the island. The stranger said a few words, and they returned to their campfire. They sat there, thinking about how they would survive. Finally tired, the husband fell asleep into nightmares.

The next morning, the man awoke. The stranger had meat cooking on the fire. He told the man he found an albatross. They ate the meat for the rest of their stay until they were rescued.

Many years later, the man went to a restaurant and ordered albatross for old times' sake. As he put the first bite in his mouth, his eyes widened and he ran outside. He jumped in front of a bus. Why you ask?

The Albatross tasted nothing like the one of the island.