Holiday Planning

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Starsky and Hutch plan a holiday. The usual conversational banter.

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Starsky whistled as he walked up the steps to Hutch’s apartment. It was a beautiful day and their only plan was to spend some time at the beach. He knocked and then walked on in.

“Hey Hutch, you ready?”

“Almost.”

His partner’s voice came from the direction of the greenhouse. Starsky headed that way and paused in the doorway, watching as Hutch finished watering his ‘babies’. He smiled to himself but quickly hid the grin when Hutch looked his way.

“Come on, Blintz, the day’s a-wasting!”

Hutch watered the last plant and put the watering can down on the table.

“All done. Let’s go.”

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At the beach, they found a spot to lay out the blanket, a picnic basket and cooler. Both of them threw off their sneakers and wriggled their toes in the soft sand. Starsky picked up the foam football he’d brought along and threw it to Hutch. The next few minutes were spent trying to see how far or how high they could throw the ball before one of them missed it. After half an hour, they were both hot and ready for a nice, cool beer. They flopped down on the blanket and Starsky opened up the cooler. A first beer was quickly consumed and a second started.

“Not long till vacation time,” Starsky observed. “Where d’ya wanna go this year?”

Hutch gazed out towards the ocean as he thought. “How about we go see something we’ve always wanted to see?”

“Like what?”

“Well, off the top of my head Yellowstone Park, Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon.”

“We’ve only got two weeks. I don’t think we can go that far away. Too expensive to fly, pal.”

“How about Yosemite? We could drive it in a day.”

“Hmm. I guess. Where would we stay?”

“We could camp!” Hutch said, starting to sound enthusiastic.

Starsky groaned. “Do we have to?”

“Maybe we could hire a lodge?”

“That’s just slightly fancier camping!” Starsky protested.

“Oh come on, Gordo, it’ll be great. Peace and quiet. Change of scenery. Go on.”

Starsky swigged his beer. “I might be persuaded IF…we can stop off in Las Vegas for a couple of nights on the way back. What d’ya say?”

“I say you’ll come home broke!”

“Is that a yes?”

“Yeah, why not. A week in Yosemite and a couple of days in Vegas. I can live with that.”

They grinned at each other.

“We’d better look into booking a lodge soon,” Hutch said.

“You do that and I’ll book us a hotel in Vegas.”

“Deal.”

Starsky stood up. “I’m going for a swim. You coming?”

“Yes.”

Starsky started jogging, calling over his shoulder, “Last one in pays for dinner!”