notice the enormity of the airport, it even has a hotel inside. I see Starbucks across the way and a few Disney related stores for tourists. Just then my stomach lets out a growl and Courtney giggles. “Sorry, no time to eat this morning. It was all I could do to make it to the airport and on the plane in time. I did have a little bag with about ten pretzels in it,” I tease.
“Well , follow me; this place has a great food court. We have a long drive back to my condo, so let’s go grab a bite of something to eat first.”
“Sounds fantastic, lead the way,” I say , grabbing her arm. As we walk arm and arm through this long corridor, I notice all the shops along the way. I would be content just to stay in the hotel and hang out in the airport shopping. When we got to what I thought was the end of the corridor, it opened up and there was a large food court with all the foods I love, Chick-fil-a, Sbarro, Subway, McDonald’s, Panda Express, Carvel ice cream and, oh my god, a Krispy Kreme, where the donuts come out hot. “I’m in heaven Courtney, what should we eat?”
“It’s your big day for a new beginning , so I think it’s only fair that you choose our highly nutritional lunch,” she jokes.
“Right now I could n’t give a shit about nutrition. I say we start with some Chinese and then top the meal off with Krispy Kreme’s for dessert.” We go to the window, I order Garlic Chicken with white rice and an egg roll, and Courtney gets Stir Fry vegetables with pork-fried rice. Looking at Courtney’s healthier selection, I vow to start eating healthier. I want to turn heads on the beach, but not for being a beached whale in a bikini.
We pick a seat in the middle of the food court , right next to a huge round fish aquarium that goes from the floor almost to the ceiling. It has beautiful tropical looking fish in various colors; kids are swarming around, making a mess touching the glass with their greasy french fry fingers. Nevertheless, they’re loving every minute of watching those huge fish.
“Courtney?”
“Huh,” she replies while chewing.
“How the hell do they feed those fish? The aquarium goes almost up to the ceiling,” I ask.
“No clue, but they are getting fed somehow. Look at the size of those fish,” she says snatching a bite of my egg roll.
“ Hey, that was mine!” I joke.
“Sorry, I’ ve been on a diet and the smell of that deep fried egg roll was driving me nuts. Diets really suck! I start craving all kinds of shit I never really ate that often. However, now I want that crap because I’m not supposed to eat it,” she states looking sad.
“Go ahead, finish it. You’re in trouble anyways because I plan to buy a whole damn dozen of Krispy Kreme donuts to take to your place. I’ll start my diet on Monday, so have some fun and be bad with me for a few days. Cellulite will not appear overnight. You’ve always been so conscious about your body when you have no reason to be. You’re in great shape, must have been all those years you played soccer. Now take me for instance, I definitely need some running on the beach to get in shape.”
“Oh, there will be plenty of beach time. My condominium is just steps from the beach. We will lay in the sun by day and watch the sexy men playing beach volleyball or surf. Then hit the nightclubs at night or spend our night’s barbequing with Cameron and his sexy friends. Maybe talk them into a midnight skinny dip,” she says finishing her food. Courtney looks at her plate, and then she looks up at me. “Did you eat some of my food?” she accuses me.
Laughing , “Ah no Courtney, you did that all by yourself plus you ate half my egg roll.”
“Well, what the hell! L et’s go get the Krispy Kreme’s and get on the road,” she adds while standing. “I forgot to ask, don’t we need to go downstairs