Moleskine Tales of #Suspense
A short excerpt from the pages of…
#TalkNerdyToMeLover’s @geekovertravel
…ended up in Herrang, a small town about two hours away from Stockholm. It is about the size of the fictional town of Stars Hollow featured in Gilmore Girls. I’m not kidding when I say this but I’m absolutely convinced I found a purgatory for swing dancers. You see, every summer in the month of July, this quiet town becomes the largest swing dance camp in the world! I found my Oz. My Narnia. My Wonderland. My Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. Everywhere you go people are swing dancing and doing the Charleston. In the ballrooms, in the streets, in the cafes, in the bathrooms, in the dorms, everywhere! 24/7! It’s so crazy!
…was a Woodstock theme. The whole camp was tie-dyed and supposedly there was fake weed. But when someone lit it on fire, everybody feel good, mon!
…met these two Swedish girls, a brunette and a blonde. Both very pretty. One afternoon I decided to take a break from dancing and check out the lake. I heard there was a boat and I wanted to row myself out there and take a nap.
When I got there, the two girls were already in the boat. Oh well, I thought, I’ll just wait my turn. The blonde one sees me…
Blonde: Would you like to join us?
What I was thinking: Oh yeah, let’s get it on!
What I said: Who me?
Brunette: Come with us. The three of us can fit in the boat.
What I was thinking: THREESOME!
What I said: Okay, but just a heads up, I can’t swim.
Blonde: I’ll save you if you fall in the water.
What I was thinking: How about you just give me mouth to mouth right now and your sexy girlfriend can…
What I said: I’ll row.
Brunette: How long have you been dancing?
What I was thinking: As long as hot girls like you bump and grind on my riff, you know what I’m saying?
What I said: About three years.
Blonde: You’re good.
Brunette: Very good.
What I was thinking: THREESOME!
What I said: Thanks.
Blonde: You want a banana?
What I said: No, thanks.
Brunette: I want one.
Blonde: I only got one.
Brunette: We have to share it.
Blonde: Okay… wanna watch us, handsome?
What I was thinking: !!!!!!
(Just kidding, the banana thing didn’t happen. I wish. But no. This is what really happened…)
Blonde: You’re not rowing.
What I said: What do you mean?
Brunette: You’re just rowing in circles. We haven’t even gone anywhere.
What I said: Really? Are you sure?
Blonde: Look how close we are to that tree.
What I said: Oh… sorry.
Brunette: Where is your mind at?