
So as Larry promised, he did call back in a few hours but with the most ridiculous plan we had ever heard of.
Larry said that we would pretend Ben and I are in Geneva to renew our vows;
friends from America are flying in for the ceremony.
Some would be old friends of Larry's and mine (Ben wasn't a Humes student); others would be CIA agents.
All twelve of the bedrooms would be occupied.
The old friends at first will think the wedding is for real. But here is the part that "knocked
my socks off."
The wedding will have an ELVIS THEME because he graduated from Humes. Is that goofy or what?!
A large package was delivered to our suite with the clothes the wedding male guests will wear.
All of the men will wear Elvis impersonator costumes with black pompadour wigs. Remember our classmates are in their seventies now!! I thought Ben would scream to high heaven. But No-oh. He thought it was a cute idea and is excited about all of it.
A large package was delivered to our suite with the clothes the wedding male guests will wear.
All of the men will wear Elvis impersonator costumes with black pompadour wigs. Remember our classmates are in their seventies now!! I thought Ben would scream to high heaven. But No-oh. He thought it was a cute idea and is excited about all of it.
The cloak and dagger stuff appeals to Ben; our simple CIA assignment in Krakow was not dangerous. No cloak, no dagger. But it was exciting, nevertheless!


Larry explained that when we leave the suite to go down to the plush L'Abaresque restaurant for the wedding brunch/reception, nobody will be able to recognize any of the men.
And all the hotel guests in the lobby and restaurant will be staring in disbelief and a little delight at the spectacle. It would be impossible for an assassin to carry out the kill. So I guess the idea wasn't as ridiculous as I had supposed. Oddly we slept well.
And all the hotel guests in the lobby and restaurant will be staring in disbelief and a little delight at the spectacle. It would be impossible for an assassin to carry out the kill. So I guess the idea wasn't as ridiculous as I had supposed. Oddly we slept well.


The next day arrived and so did the wedding guests. It was fun to see everyone. The women are
old girlfriends of mine; I don't know their husbands. There are also agents the others assume are Ben's high school friends. After it was explained that they had been given a free trip to Geneva
old girlfriends of mine; I don't know their husbands. There are also agents the others assume are Ben's high school friends. After it was explained that they had been given a free trip to Geneva
and a three day stay at Hotel Wilson for a commercial...they fell into the fun. They so easily believed the lie! We watched TV and sang along with an agent playing the Steinway. I guess we sang every Elvis song we had ever heard...knew all the words. Such fun.
We could hardly believe the beauty we saw through our bullet proof windows. The lake....the mountains...Geneva... all stunningly beautiful.
We could hardly believe the beauty we saw through our bullet proof windows. The lake....the mountains...Geneva... all stunningly beautiful.
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The pretend wedding was scheduled for the mid afternoon. All the men put on their Elvis impersonator costumes and you have never seen a jollier bunch of people. Many people
snapped pictures, but we were so nervous we forgot to. Here is a facsimile of how they looked.

We all got on the private elevator and headed down to the lobby
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There was a sumptuous buffet/wedding reception for everyone in the L'Abaresque Restaurant. Famous for Lebanese food, which none of us had eaten before.
I was hoping for a long banquet table, since the meal was costing monopoly money a fortune to feed 20 people!!! But no one complained. I won't use monopoly money for booze, but they were high enough without artificial help.

When the meal was over, the guests were to go out on the town, seeing everything they could in Geneva and stopping traffic wherever they went. They aren't due to go back to the suite until the wee hours of the morning. This is what Ben and I really wanted to do, also. But instead Ben was instructed to change from his impersonator costume into street clothes in a restroom;

then we were whisked 33 miles away to another city.
Whatever happened to Geneva then??? Obviously not for us!! 

So while everyone is having fun EXCEPT us, this is a good time to leave you.
When WE know more, we'll tell YOU more. You can read Part 3 now.Just find GENEVA 33 miles ago."That's All Right!" The last part. Hope you enjoyed it.
ben and annie of memphis leaving Geneva.
"ALL SHOOK UP" BY ELVIS
"ALL SHOOK UP" BY ELVIS










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Great fun!
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