Sunshine and Roses or Notttttt

Return to my Uncles House

It had been over 2 ½ years since I had visited my Uncle in Alexandria. My flight left Heathrow at 11.15am and I was already at the airport at 8.30am.

Fortunately, I had a pass for the Lounge, so I could relax and have a slow leisurely breakfast before boarding.

I also had time to plan some exciting parts of my trip. Seeing my Uncle again after all this time and after what we had got up to the last time was going to be strange. He had made it clear in his messages that I was not to worry about what had happened and that we would just put it down to experience and move on. We both felt good that we were able to do that and continue a normal relationship. Well, almost.

Although I had agreed, there was no doubt that I was looking for adventure. I certainly wanted to enjoy some exhibitionism, and also some sex. I just had to take my opportunities as they arose, after all nobody knew me, I could behave as badly as I wanted to!

I slept on the plane and missed nearly half of the flight, when I woke, I realized I had missed lunch, but the kind airline staff brought me a sandwich and a coffee. I finished them and started to read a book. A classic, Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. Get me in the mood for an American adventure.

I landed and went through the usual rigmarole of airport set ups, Dulles being unique for its strange people carrying vehicles moving travellers between terminals. I felt like I was on the set of Star Trek.

Through customs and into the arrivals hall to look for my Uncle.

After 20 minutes still no sign, unusual for him and a little worrying for me. Then I noticed a man who had been standing with a sign held up since I had been there. Something was drawing me to him, but I couldn't work out what it was. Then I realized that the sign he was holding up had something familiar written on it, my name!

I walked over to him and introduced myself as Beth.

He then explained and apologised on behalf of my Uncle that he was called away on an urgent trip to San Francisco and would be returning home on Thursday. Today was Monday.

The good news was that Phil (the gentleman with the sign) was going to take me into Alexandria, to my Uncles' house and look after me until he returned. He was under strict instructions to ensure I had everything I needed during the first couple of days of my stay, he would even be my taxi to ship me around sightseeing as I requested.

Another thing, he was not to take the word no for an answer!

So, on that proviso, I gladly agreed and accepted. Off we went to Alexandria.

When we arrived, Phil showed me to my room, a different room to where I stayed last time, perhaps not to unsettle me about the peeping episode. And on that note, I wondered if that hole was still there?

I unpacked my things and got set up in my new surroundings. As tempting as the pool was, I decided to take it easy and stay inside today, the pool could wait until tomorrow. Phil joined me for a coffee and asked me if I thought about what I'd like to do until Thursday.

"Well, if the taxi offer is still on, I'd love to go and have a drink and a bite to eat in Georgetown tonight, after a look around the stores of course." I said

"It will be my pleasure." Phil said. "Just let me know when you'd like to leave and then just give me a call 20 minutes before you want to come home and I'll pick you up. Have you been to Georgetown before?"

"I have when I was here a couple of years ago, and I loved it." I told Phil.

"Well, there's plenty to do and plenty to eat, let me know if you need any recommendations, although you can't beat Clyde's if you want a drink and some Crab Cakes."