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That meant he was still OUT there. So we ran back to the dock as fast as we could. Our boat was already out on another trip, but Mom talked to the guy who operated the banana boat and told him what happened. We climbed on board the speedboat, and he took us to the reef. Sure enough, we found Rodrick exactly where we left him. He was ALIVE, but he was as red as a LOBSTER.

When we got back to the resort, the doctor said Rodrick had sun poisoning and needed to drink lots of water and get some rest. Then he gave Mom a bottle of aloe to help Rodrick with his burn. But the aloe didn't really seem to help Rodrick. Mom sent Dad to the store to find something that would, and we spent the rest of the night taking turns rubbing popsicles on Rodrick's back.

Friday The next morning, Dad went out to get another box of popsicles, and he came back with some news. He said they had drained the whole pool to find the jellyfish, and they were just starting to refill it. But it would be three DAYS before it was ready to use. I thought it would be smart for us to hide out in the suite for the rest of the trip, because people would be looking for the family who ruined everybody else's vacation. But Mom said we weren't gonna spend the rest of our time indoors.

She told Dad he should take Manny to the Pirate Playplace, and she told me to see what activities were planned in the Tween Zone. I didn't really want to go back out there, but I guess it was better than risking another run in with the spider. I went down to the Tween Zone, hoping the activity might be a video game competition or something like that. But the counselor was rounding everyone up to play TENNIS. At first I thought about turning around, because I wasn't in the mood to get all sweaty.

Then I remembered that Rowley plays tennis at his country club, and I thought it might be fun for me to learn so the two of us could hit some balls around over the summer. The counselor who was organizing the game was named Rodrigo, and he took us over to the tennis courts.

I thought Rodrigo was going to stay and teach us how to play. But the second we were all through the gate at the tennis court, he LOCKED it. That's when I realized these "activities" were just a way to get kids out of their parents' hair for a few hours. The tennis court was a giant CAGE, and we were basically in prison for the next hour and a half. And we couldn't even play tennis anyway, because Rodrigo didn't leave us with any RACKETS.