I am so happy. I was able to pull a rabbit out of a hat and snag that free ticket to Antigua after all. First class all the way, ladies and gentlemen. Sweet! Now I'm trying to win gift certificates to Starbucks, a four piece set of luggage, tickets to major league baseball, and whatever Richard Brandt has signed us up for in the SharedGreetings.com card exchange. He is the winningest man I know, and he's gotten me hooked on trying to win free stuff on the 'Net.
I was so thrilled to be getting a free ticket that I decided to go first class on accommodations. What the heck, we're only going to Antigua once and we're saving money on the airfare, we might as well enjoy ourselves. So I booked us into Sandals at a price that made me gasp, and that was with a travel agent discount. I've never stayed at an all-inclusive property before. The thing is, I shopped around considerably, and Sandals is a good deal when you consider the price covers airport transfers, all meals and all drinks, all entertainment, all taxes and all tips. I couldn't have done much better trying to put it together independently. The Caribbean is, she said with delicate understatement, an expensive destination.
I don't care if I have to live on tuna and crackers for six months, I want at least one extremely nice vacation in my life. Most of the time I try to cut corners and wind up with some funky room facing away from the ocean, or discover they're building a road next to my window, or the hotel isn't anywhere near the town and we have to take taxis everywhere. For once I want to do it right, and I'm willing to sacrifice for it. And then I'll go back to living like a normal person.
The one in Room 1024 trying to ignore the bulldozers.
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