I should’ve known it was the start of a plot…a good plot, but still…Sure enough all 15 of us showed up in the lobby in our Sojourn t-shirts.
Along with helpers Andrea, Rosalie, and Susie, Nancy seemed to have thought of everything, including the Maple vodka and maple liqueur. After softening us up with the vodka it was on with the awards:
“To the rider with very best legs!….Rob!” The citation was written on a maple leaf and he also got a Mr. Goodbar candybar, and indeed, his legs were perfectly tan and always better shaven than any woman’s.
“And to the rider with the best socks! Luke,” who got a sock monkey key chain.
How cute that Nancy organized prizes for our guides, I thought. But…
“To the rider who has GROWN the most this week,” we are rolling on the floor of the Waybury Inn at this point….she hands Jessamyn a mini-fish tank in which you GROW the fish with water.
Sure enough, everyone gets an award.
Mary is the rider most likely to carry on the Skittles tradition. Susie is the best ‘sucker’—curly straws—since she hangs on to Tracy’s rear wheel through rain and wind. Tracy—brightest outfit, a neon-orange Nerf ball—is newest and fastest.
Rosalie, who had enough of the Maple business before she arrived, gets a maple sucker.
Only because Trissie had to leave early do I qualify for
“Best Gamer and Best Bananagram Mentor”. My prize? Two decks of playing cards and a banana.
“And she deserves it!” said Tracy, “I asked about the rules and she said, ‘Ask questions after we’re finished playing.’”
She got that right.