It’s official! Jake and I have officially booked our vacation! My criteria was simple; I wanna get out of town for my birthday, and I want to be drinking on a white sand beach on said birthday. After some research, and crunching numbers (not me though. My math comprehension ends with basic multiplication), Jake and I crafted a super affordable trip to Clearwater Beach, Florida! While we are super pumped for the vacation, I can’t say the booking process was relatively seamless. That being said, here’s a few of the road blocks we encountered when trying to create our beach getaway.
- The budget you went in with quickly becomes as unfeasible as the House Hunters budget for the couple looking for a open concept floor plan with an backyard infinity pool for $5000. Such things do not exist.
- Should we rent a car, or should we hitchhike and hope our story doesn’t call for another reboot of The Hitcher?
- We could do a more expensive direct flight, or we could do 6 connecting flights with two hour layovers, each in a unreasonably random part of the country for way cheaper. Hmm, hard choices!
- Two people traveling together and naturally you end up with the three seater rows. Is it worth to claim aisle and middle so you don’t have to awkwardly lap dance a stranger to get to the bathroom, or just risk the UTI and sit by the window with a view?
- Why wasn’t I born into money, or hit by a university bus so I could always afford first class?
- NO ONE IS GETTING ENGAGED ON THIS TRIP. PLEASE CALM DOWN.
- Actually, we’re probably going to break up just trying to put this trip together.
- Unless Jude Law is vacationing in the same spot, in which case I am getting SUPER engaged on this vacation (sorry Jake).
- Is it worth it to splurge on a room with a view, or pretend like you don’t care and opt for looking out your window and seeing a crookedly parked 2002 Mazda MPV every morning?
- Breaking to your friends and family, that unless they are cool with the hotel toiletries or a napkin with “Maybe next time!” written on it with the pen from the concierge’s desk, they are not getting a souvenir.
Traveling is great. y’all! Do you any of you have any vacation booking horror stories? For your sake, I hope not, but if you do share your nightmare in the comments!