Excellent writing! Thanks for entertaining and terrifying me. Isn’t it wonderful that there are still places in the world where these experiences can occur? Your phone is useless, your language skills may be sub par, you’re both exhilarated and petrified, you meet people you never would otherwise, and you live to tell about it. Bravo.
Ah, cheers Katiejane! This was certainly one of those journeys where -- despite the proximity to the US (I live in Asia and am used to traveling much further afield) -- I felt like I was really in it. So much so that I'd love to go back. But I could say that about a lot of places.
Excellent adventure, reminded me of an encounter a friend of mine had with a big girl in Elko, NV. 1988, we were working a camp job at a mine site in central Nevada. We lived in a camper at the mine site, this was December. Very cold, hard work so once a week we would head to Elko to drink heavily and wash are clothes. There were about 10 men for every woman at that time. The guy I was with always had women stuffing their numbers in his pocket, and was usually pretty picky, but sometimes judgement takes a vacation.
This was one of those times, i remember coming back from the can to find my buddy talking to a large native gal. He had a beer in one hand and a couple of shots in front of him on the bar. His other hand was not where I could see it, in fact I couldn’t see it because it was hidden in the giant ass checks of the woman standing next to him, except that he was looking and talking to a different woman next to her. His arm seems to have been consumed by volumes of flesh partially covered in a day glow minidress. She did not notice as she was talking to someone else. I wondered a couple of things, does he know his hand is up the wrong skirt, does he know what he’s reaching for and does she know his arm is halfway up her ass. So funny to watch him realize he was copping the wrong ass and trying to extract himself from the situation while still flirting with the one in front of him. I told him the next day thought he might lose his arm if he got it caught in something like that again. Mistaken ass identity.
Excellent writing! Thanks for entertaining and terrifying me. Isn’t it wonderful that there are still places in the world where these experiences can occur? Your phone is useless, your language skills may be sub par, you’re both exhilarated and petrified, you meet people you never would otherwise, and you live to tell about it. Bravo.
Ah, cheers Katiejane! This was certainly one of those journeys where -- despite the proximity to the US (I live in Asia and am used to traveling much further afield) -- I felt like I was really in it. So much so that I'd love to go back. But I could say that about a lot of places.
The joy of exploring. 🤩
"It pressed forth in a meaningful chug..."
this line caught me smiling. thanks for the adventure, CT!
Excellent adventure, reminded me of an encounter a friend of mine had with a big girl in Elko, NV. 1988, we were working a camp job at a mine site in central Nevada. We lived in a camper at the mine site, this was December. Very cold, hard work so once a week we would head to Elko to drink heavily and wash are clothes. There were about 10 men for every woman at that time. The guy I was with always had women stuffing their numbers in his pocket, and was usually pretty picky, but sometimes judgement takes a vacation.
This was one of those times, i remember coming back from the can to find my buddy talking to a large native gal. He had a beer in one hand and a couple of shots in front of him on the bar. His other hand was not where I could see it, in fact I couldn’t see it because it was hidden in the giant ass checks of the woman standing next to him, except that he was looking and talking to a different woman next to her. His arm seems to have been consumed by volumes of flesh partially covered in a day glow minidress. She did not notice as she was talking to someone else. I wondered a couple of things, does he know his hand is up the wrong skirt, does he know what he’s reaching for and does she know his arm is halfway up her ass. So funny to watch him realize he was copping the wrong ass and trying to extract himself from the situation while still flirting with the one in front of him. I told him the next day thought he might lose his arm if he got it caught in something like that again. Mistaken ass identity.
Hahahaha