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Monday, May 16, 2005

Skinny Dipping

Saturday evening my friend Adam and I tiptoed out the door of the house I was staying at and onto the cold wood of the porch.

Under the cover of darkness we slipped off the cover of the hot tub, turned on the jets, tossed aside our clothes and slid quickly into the 102-degree bubbles. After a solid week of rain, the air was cool and moist. While our bodies warmed up, steam from the water misted our faces. Low clouds moved quickly across the sky from right to left. The half moon illuminated the yard, where the white dog Duncan trotted around. The other dog Gilda licked the salt off Adam’s arm and when that didn’t please him, she resorted to licking the salt from the side of the hot tub.

It reminded me of college, when my friend Jim would give me a call while housesitting, and I’d drove over in my Corsica. We’d mix up Canadian Mist and Pepsi and go skinny dipping in the hot tub, feeling a little scandalous with the neighbors so close by. I love moments like that — when the comfort of friendship trumps social security.

Saturday we surrounded ourselves in churning jets and talked until the water cooled and our fingers wrinkled. Thankfully, I remembered to grab towels beforehand or it would have been an awkward trip back into the house, especially when trying to convince skeptical dogs it was time to go, as well.

Posted by Aaron on May 16, 2005 1:23 PM