For weeks now, Walter and Wonda had been looking forward to their upcoming weekend getaway to Wendover. On that Friday afternoon, Wanda waited patiently on her floral print couch for her Walter to arrive home. Visions of luxury, glamour, and thrill floated through her mind. She had heard so many lovely things.
At 5:52 Walter opened the front door. He had had a hard time focusing on his duties at work though out the day. By 6:13, the Pontiac was packed and they were pulling out of the drive way. Chasing the setting sun Walter and Wonda drove west. Forty-seven minutes after passing Tooele, Wanda reached over the center console and took Walters hand. She leaned over, and nuzzled his shoulder. "What an Adventure!", she thought.
In what only seemed like a few moments later, Walter and Wonda turned the last bend, and saw the lights of Wendover directly in front of them. "This is It." Walter thought to himself. Upon arriving at their Hotel, Walter thought that he would impress his Wonda, and pulled into the Valet Parking lane. "Oh how lovely", Wonda sputtered.
As Walter and Wonda stood at the door to their suite, Walter fumbled with the electronic key. First, he put it in backwards, then upside down. On the third try, the green light flashed, and an electronic gear sounded in the door. Fearing they might miss their chance, Walter and Wonda depressed the handle, and stormed through the door.
Their room was the most lovely thing they had ever seen. The walls were a faded rose. The bed was a shinning turquoise. And the bathroom had a jet tub. "Oh My!" Wanda whispered as she examined the bottle of bubble bath that sat just to the left of the tub.
After changing their clothes, Walter and Wonda were in the elevator flying just under the speed of sound to the first floor. Wonda let out a rather loud "Oooo" as she held on to Walter's arm. Walter not expecting the sudden lung of Wonda fell right off balance, and he fell right into the mirror behind him.
After letting their ears pop, and getting their bearings, Walter and Wonda exited the elevator, walked towards the neon sign illuminating the word Buffet.
To Be Continued. . .
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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