I've never really understood why people seek the services of travel agents. How hard can planning a trip really be? There's an endless amount of free help online offering ridiculous specials. The travel sites have you up and going after answering five of the easiest questions. Where do you want to go? From where are you leaving? When do you want to go? How long do you want to stay? How do you want to get there? Simple, right? Not so much.
I have at least eight trips to plan in the next two years and wasn't too intimidated by the task. I figured it would take a week or so of planning but not much more. The kids' vacation schedules during the school year take the guessing out of when and how long. Once I had answered the question of where that would by default determine or at least narrow down the mode of transportation. Right? Not necessarily.
Three of the trips I have to plan include the extended families. No biggie. Most places offer even deeper discounts and perks for parties as small as eight. So, the more the merrier. Right? Not at all. For the past three weeks I've gotten: I don't like to fly. I'm not really a beach person. The mountains? Who wants to drive there? I don't know about a cruise. Why do we have to be gone so long? How much? ENOUGH! I'm going to take a trip to crazy long before I take any to paradise.
I wish I could tell you that I got one of these trips on the calendar today but I can't. I did however, get the dates of one narrowed down to Thanksgiving or Christmas of next year... providing the other four families agree. Pray for me.
No comments:
Post a Comment