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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Asia (02/26/09)

TITLE: Honeymoon Wrestle
By Sharon Laughter
03/02/09


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CAMEL WRESTLING??” Muffy shrieked. “You want to take me to camel wrestling on our honeymoon?” The slender brunette and bride-to-be stood her mouth agape, eyes wide with horror.

“Now, Muffy,” Spencer entreated. The fair-haired Norwegian stepped toward his fiancé and placed large muscular arms squarely on her shoulders. “The agency helped me to customize this honeymoon especially for you! I wanted a package worthy of the most gorgeous and unique creature on earth. Not so easy to do for a girl who has everything and travelled the world.”

Muffy sniffed and began blinking furiously to dispel large tear drops that were fighting their way to the front of her round blue eyes. He wasn’t joking. “But camel wrestling!” the words came out in a croak, shock still registering on her face.

“Think of it, my sweet”, Spencer soothed. “Mugla Turkey. You loved Greece and those crystal clear turquoise waters. Everything we want is within a few kilometers. Except winter sports. I know you hate winter stuff! We’ll sail on the bay at Marmaris. In Izmir there’s a long fence that’s actually an aquarium! You can shop for all sorts of dinkets and maybe buy some of those beautiful Turkish rugs. We’ll stay in the classiest hotels at night and tour cobblestone streets by day. Then there’s those beautiful granite statues. Mugla is a quiet little fishing village and all the houses are white with red roofs…rolling large green hills – its gorgeous! It’ll just be gads of fun to sample the cuisine at those little sidewalk eateries!

“But camel wrestling.” Muffy whined. A lot of her married friends had experienced cold feet in one form or other before their wedding. Was Spencer feigning madness to escape capture like King David had in the Bible? She noticed he was really avoiding the camel wrestling subject and it was the first detail he had revealed about the honeymoon he was supposed to arrange.

“That’s just it,” my precious. Spencer continued with his commercial. “Nobody’s done that!” As their wealthy childhood gang had gotten older, the ability to impress one another with big and better job promotions, homes and adventures had dwindled. Competition to achieve more had become fierce as they all slid deeper into their thirties. “Scotty will be livid he didn’t think of it first!”

“You’re serious! Thank you, Spencer. I just can’t think of anything more romantic than watching some stinking slobbery camels.”

“You don’t get it!” Spencer’s large arms flew up causing his 6’4” frame to sway. “The camels are special – only about 1,300 get to do this. They’re the long-haired breed called “tulus”. People come from all over in January to celebrate the New Year this way. They start the day with a huge barbecue – fifteen thousand people! For each match they deck two of the old boys out in all this gorgeous costume finery and bring them out. Then, someone leads a female camel to saunter right by. The males kind of butt and shove each other around a bit to win the right to the female. Whichever one decides to leave first or screams looses!”

“SCREAMS!?”

“Or one of them sometimes runs into the crowd. Everyone loves it when that happens. It’s all very gentle, harmless fun. Don’t you see how funny that is? And we’re on our own honeymoon! Nobody will believe it!” Spencer stared deep into Muffy’s eyes now half closed with her drooping lids. Looking at his future wife was one of his own personal favorite sports but the disappointment he saw there made his heart ache…a little. “Jules will spit nails of jealously…” he said, leaning closer, like a parent coaxing a ninth month old to each spinach. “Plus! You know how mission minded your are! The mayor of Mugla says this yearly event really helps keep the community on the map. We’d be helping the locals out!”

"No, nobody will believe it." Muffy didn’t know whether to butt and shove him around a bit, run off into the restaurant crowd, leave first, or scream.


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Lynda Schultz 03/05/09
Seriously? Wrestling camels? You tied things nicely with your last statement.
Sheri Gordon03/06/09
You came up with an interesting way of telling about an interesting, uh...ritual, or sport, or whatever it is.

The story seemed a little far-fetched, considering Muffy's personality, but it was still quite amusing.

I'm so glad to learn about camel wrestling...nice job with the topic.
Ruth Ann Moore03/07/09
Oh poor Muffy. How will she cope? It does sound like rather an exciting adventure though.
Gary J. Borgstede03/08/09
Very entertaining story with good development of the characters through the dialogue. Check the ending to correct typos. I definitely liked the creativity. Good joob!
Debra Smith03/09/09
Good characters. Loved how you showed Spencer just didn't get it, also loved the last sentence. One question, do they get married?
Karlene Jacobsen 03/09/09
How romantic,...camel wrestling? YUK!
I'm with the bride.
Faithful Okoye03/11/09
Hey i think i get this. The last sentence-she wanted to leave or scream. So maybe he was just fooling around and if she does run or scream, she'll lose. It's just a thought, but i do pray he isn't going to go with his plan. It isn't the best idea for a honeymoon!
Norma-Anne Hough03/12/09
Creative and funny. Well done.