For the third year in a row, we shall go to the beach!
For the first year of those three, Sir and I will go alone – we will not be meeting anyone there. That’s a little bittersweet, but not the subject of this post. (I can almost hear your sighs of relief!)
It overwhelms me to plan trips. I am such a bargain shopper and want the most bang for my buck in my everyday life, but even more so with trips!
I look at ALL the flights, ALL the hotels, ALL the cars.
I read ALL of the reviews.
I write everything down in notebooks.
It’s quite the process and I might have a little problem, but that’s okay – it’s low on my problem scale!
So the past few days, this is what I’ve doing… interwebbing and jotting and comparing and plotting.
Since the kids won’t be going with us (can I get a HELL YEAH and a HALLELUJAH?!), I don’t particularly want to stay in a place with lots of kids.
I love children, I work with children, children are great – but not for my ultra D/s vacation. (I have just dubbed it that)
So! I google “adult hotel Florida”.
Ummmm… maybe you see where this is going… I didn’t…at all.
What I got was one adult-only hotel and multiple “clothing optional” hotels.
I giggled so hard – not what I was looking for!
I like to be nekkid, don’t get me wrong, but my delicate white self, naked in the harsh sun, in public, in the sand?! No. I’ve had sand in my nooks and crannies – it is neither sexy nor pleasant.
As I laughed, alone in the house, I saw that the reviews on one resort are off the charts! Of course I click and read, and they are hysterical. Talk of views and parties, comfort and camaraderie, shenanigans and schlongs.
I read about ten reviews, then moved on. No time for all that because the work that goes into planning a five day trip is astronomical. I think I found a place to stay and an airline to get us there. I should book it all on Tuesday.
I am so excited that Sir and I will be on the beach, on my birthday, in a little over two months!! Squeeeeeeee!!
Oh, I almost forgot the point… the moral of this silly tale…
Be careful what you google.
Happy April 1st!