The morning had flowed soft and sweet, with touches and kisses reserved for the waking hours. They made love and finished with giggles when room service knocked on the door. Still smiling, they unwrapped from a tangle of sheets and hastily pulled on thick, white terrycloth housecoats from coat hangers in the closet. While she quickly put a few strokes of her hairbrush through her tasseled curls, he finished tying his bathrobe, yelled out “I’m coming,” and opened the door to usher in a young, dark-haired woman in a black skirt and white blouse pushing a rolling silver cart, the top covered in a white linen tablecloth on which sat a silver coffee pot, fruit, croissants, silverware, and small pots of jam.
The delightful scent of steaming coffee filled the room and whetted the appetite. This was how a hotel should be, how mornings should be.
Few “normal people,” in the U.S. could afford such luxury, or even knew it existed. But this wasn’t the U.S. This was Europe, a wonderland where kitchens and wait-staff were accustomed to performing in a well-trained professional manner, calmly and with a touch of sophistication. A holiday was a holiday, and nothing less. Hotel guests were guests and treated accordingly.
When the waitress wheeled the cart away and the door closed softly behind her, they doffed the terrycloth robes and once again lay naked in bed, with the covers pulled up, sipping coffee from white china cups, while flaky bits of croissant danced and drifted onto the white bedcover.
He took a deep breath, his eyes glued on her, as she stopped sipping, and explained where she would like to go and do. After all, the fabulous city was at their doorstep, open for any adventure. She mentioned looking at scarfs and in bookstores, the grand and famous cathedral, and the park near the waterfront. He smiled and nodded. A sophisticated woman, but with a girlish side that pleased and intrigued him.
They were not young, and yet they were. This also pleased him.
This would be a glorious day, rain or shine, and this pleased both of them, and swung open a door of excitement.
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