Sweat Lodge Surprise


My fiancee is wonderful, although like myself somewhat mad.

Before my birthday, she told me my present was to be a surprise. In my heart, I prepared myself to smile politely and pretend to be delighted when I got whatever it was, for I'm ashamed to say my expectations weren't high. How wrong I was.

She started dropping hints - I was allowed several guesses, which got me the information that it was a day out activity, but not parachuting or paintball.

I was then told that we'd have to do a lot of driving to get to wherever it was - so make sure the car was in tip-top condition. I've got a Mini Cooper S convertible, the (non-human) love of my life. Christine (it's the only car I've ever named) after the Stephen King book. She's cost me 9 points but it's been worth it. Anyway.

So, the night before the big day, Christine is fully prepared.

I'm then told that:

- we have to drive to near Bedford (from Ipswich) to pick someone up and give them a lift to the location which is many miles from there;
- I need to pack my sleeping gear, although we're not sleeping overnight (???);
- some nudity might be involved, but no sex (?????).

I go to sleep completely unable to think what it is we'll be doing the next day, but still sure that it's not going to be good.

We drive to just outside Bedford for 8am, and en route she tells me that we're picking up an Indian guy she's been communicating with on the Internet, who sounds very nice, and we're then driving to Wales (?????????)

We get to a village just outside Bedford. Now I'm to be told what the "surprise" is. At this point, I still have no idea but am extremely worried. After all, girlfriend and I have only been together a matter of months...maybe she's misjudged me dreadfully.

"Right" she says, "we're picking up Deepak in this village, and then we're driving to rural Wales together. Deepak is a spirit guide, and he's going to build us a sweat lodge which we'll be in with other couples and find out what our inner animal spirit is".

It took a lot to look happy at this news. I am generally up for anything, but 6 hours driving with some would-be Shamen plus getting semi-clad or nude with complete strangers all madder than a box of frogs to pay to do such insanity was something, even for me.

"Here's the details" she said, handing me an envelope...

...which was entry for a day's track-racing in my car at the nearby Bedford racing circuit.

Nicest birthday surprise ever ! Just wish I could think of a good one in return for her.
( I_Was_Mordred, Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:57, 4 replies)

good one!
There's nothing like having to hide your displeasure at something only to find out you're getting summit you always wanted!

She's a keeper!
(Lurkaloid awarded wanking black belt on, Thu 2 Oct 2008, 17:48, closed)

Sounds like
she judged you just right.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 7:01, closed)

Was it at....
The bedford aerodrome?, THe Jonny Herbert driving thing?
(daddyg, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 14:02, closed)

yes
it was and great fun it was. Not meant to be "racing" and as there were a load of very fast cars there, my Mini got thrashed on the straights - on the bends though both a BMW and a Porsche came off trying to do the speed I could through them - got me through a front set of tyres though !
( I_Was_Mordred, Mon 6 Oct 2008, 19:49, closed)