Chapter
36 – part 5 of 5 (Florida Spring Break
’08)
Belly
Dancing at the Bed and Breakfast outside Sioux City, Iowa The truth is stranger than fiction. In the van,
coming back from dinner one night, Koester, George, Frank and I tried not to
listen in on Brad as he was consoling his wife who was with a girlfriend, her
sister and another girl on a trip that included belly dancing lessons. They
found a place advertised as a bed and breakfast outside Sioux City, Iowa. We
couldn’t help eavesdropping. “Linda, it’s probably just squirrels. They are
probably as frightened of you as you are of them. They won’t come in the
house….Well why don’t you call the guy you rented the place from?….How much did
you pay for this place anyway?...Well, if you are really worried….Is there a
motel nearby? …” The four women were mortified to be in a rented cabin, at
night, in the middle of Iowa and hearing scraping below the floorboards of the
house. Brad was doing his best to calm his wife. But finally caved to the
pressure of the moment. “Dr. Morgan wants to know if you all have had your
rabies shots.” “You asshole, CLICK” The helplessness of the situation, the Dr.
Morgan joke and the efforts to keep the snickers under control exploded at that
point. By the time Linda called back, the girls were laughing too. “We are
gonna set a trap with bon bons…it’s all we have…We scared them away with our
finger cymbals…they’re heading for the hills ….” Needless to say the girls
survived the night and we were back on the golf course by morning.
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