Anywhere But Here

Anywhere But Here

I think today is the perfect day to play this game again. You know, when you come up with a story of what you're life would be like, right now, if you were anywhere but here. (here in my case being Charleroi, PA)

It's a brilliant sunshiny day and I'm wandering around the lovely city of Pittsburgh, just strolling through Point State Park taking pictures of the huge beautiful fountain at the Point when I snap a picture of a very handsome blonde man. He turns when he sees the flash and I smile weekly. The most clear blue eyes are staring sadly back at me. I feel sorry for this man, and approach him, hoping he's not a psychopathic killer.

"Hello," I say brightly and hold out the camera. "I'm sorry, I took your picture. If you'd like, I can delete it."

He looks up a smile twitching on his face.

"That would be me."

He runs his hands through his short hair and looks around nervously.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," I apologise.

"No, wait!" he calls when I've started out of the park. I turn and he runs to catch up with me.

"I didn't get your name, what paper is that picture going to be in?"

I look at him in confusion. "Paper?"

"Yes, paper, or trash magazine. Who do you work for?"

Again I'm confused. "I don't work for any magazine I was just taking pictures of the fountain and I snapped one of you."

I neglect to tell him that it was because he was gorgeous.

"You don't?"

"No."

"Oh, that's good."

I give him an odd look and start off again. People are strange in the city.

"Wait, can I buy you a drink or lunch or something?"

"I don't have lunch with strange men." I snap.

"If we have a proper introduction will you join me then?"

"I suppose."

"Well then my darling lady, Richard Roxburgh at your service."

I try to keep my jaw from dropping. This is Dracula. It would do well not to let on I know him.

I introduce myself and he takes my hand and we walk out of the park together. The day couldn't be more perfect as we walk from the Point to the South Side where were dine at Paparazzi's Italian restaurant then walk the streets looking at the shops and taking pictures.

When darkness falls, I drag him back toward's Paparazzi's, but not quite there. I take him to a great little bar, the Tiki Lounge. It's dark and atmospheric and the drinks are great. After a few amaretto sours I find myself in the little cubby with him between the first floor lounge and the lower level.

Things are getting quite romantic.

I grin at him when he pulls away from a rather awe inspiring kiss.

"What?" he asks smiling back.

"Bite me, Count!" I mouth.

And he does....


Now that is my idea of a good Anywhere But Here day....and I didn't even have to go far!

~sigh~ I'd really like to have an anywhere but here day with Richard Roxburgh