Travel. Yes. Like a rock star? This is new. I have a new friend, and my friend has a great job. The difficulty is that if I want to see this friend, I have to travel to where he is. So where is he? Last week, at the Hotel del Coronado near San Diego. Next week? In Mexico.
As I was laying in the sun at the pool, getting a much-needed tan (which promptly faded after I showered!) and Ryan showed up with a Pina Colada, I was thinking "huh, so this is what it's like to have money and stay at resorts". Does it match my personality and travel style? No. Did it make me feel kind of superficial and unworthy of so much luxury? Yes Was I enjoying the hell out of it? You bet.
So, as I prepare for a two and a half week trip to Mexico in May, I simply must say to myself, "what an opportunity, I'm just gonna go for it!" and dive into the experience.
It's good.


