Dec 2015
I had been in Nome for two days and would be flying out tomorrow morning. The days warmed to -35 degrees, but at night it dropped to -50 degrees. That was before the wind that blew off the frozen ocean ice.
The hotel which was the best in town and about the only hotel in town was the Nugget Inn. You might call it rustic, but that would be a rather nice way of indicating it is not a 5-star hotel. As you might guess activities in this town on the Bering Sea were hard to come by, but like much of Alaska, there is always a watering hole nearby. That's where the action happens every night.
Dinner was done and it was still early so I decided to head down to the Board of Trade Saloon. It's only a couple of blocks from the hotel, but at these temperatures, it might as well have been 5 miles. I stepped in the door and surveyed the crowd for the best seat in the house or maybe the only seat. I am now off the cold streets of Nome with a bottle of Jack Daniels and now maybe some warm company
As I looked across the crowded bar I spotted a young native girl looking for some a place to sit and hopefully a little warmth. Maybe someone to share a drink. I stepped in her path as she passed through the bar, saying excuse me, I'm sorry, let me make it up to you and offer a drink if you have the time. A smile slipped across her lips as she lowered her head and eyes, “I think I have time”.
We found a table near the back with windows half iced over from the cold outside. Lights shining out on the frozen ocean. Ice ridges gave an eerie view. We removed our heavy coats. I was pleasantly surprised to find hidden under layers of protection from the cold, a dark haired goddess with strong features like cut with sharp ice. Soft and smooth dark silken skin with eyes black as night,....with long silken hair.
As we talked and got to know each other I found she was in town from St. Lawrence Island in the Bering Sea. The island sits between the United States and Russia. As we drank our friendship bloomed, soon we were kissing and getting to be better friends.
Before we had lost or senses and before we killed the bottle, we decided to keep each other warm for the night. I suggested we go back to my hotel. We found pleasure together in the warmth that night, not just from the Jack. Even being my cold island girl, I found her very warm.
The hotel which was the best in town and about the only hotel in town was the Nugget Inn. You might call it rustic, but that would be a rather nice way of indicating it is not a 5-star hotel. As you might guess activities in this town on the Bering Sea were hard to come by, but like much of Alaska, there is always a watering hole nearby. That's where the action happens every night.
Dinner was done and it was still early so I decided to head down to the Board of Trade Saloon. It's only a couple of blocks from the hotel, but at these temperatures, it might as well have been 5 miles. I stepped in the door and surveyed the crowd for the best seat in the house or maybe the only seat. I am now off the cold streets of Nome with a bottle of Jack Daniels and now maybe some warm company
As I looked across the crowded bar I spotted a young native girl looking for some a place to sit and hopefully a little warmth. Maybe someone to share a drink. I stepped in her path as she passed through the bar, saying excuse me, I'm sorry, let me make it up to you and offer a drink if you have the time. A smile slipped across her lips as she lowered her head and eyes, “I think I have time”.
We found a table near the back with windows half iced over from the cold outside. Lights shining out on the frozen ocean. Ice ridges gave an eerie view. We removed our heavy coats. I was pleasantly surprised to find hidden under layers of protection from the cold, a dark haired goddess with strong features like cut with sharp ice. Soft and smooth dark silken skin with eyes black as night,....with long silken hair.
As we talked and got to know each other I found she was in town from St. Lawrence Island in the Bering Sea. The island sits between the United States and Russia. As we drank our friendship bloomed, soon we were kissing and getting to be better friends.
Before we had lost or senses and before we killed the bottle, we decided to keep each other warm for the night. I suggested we go back to my hotel. We found pleasure together in the warmth that night, not just from the Jack. Even being my cold island girl, I found her very warm.
