Just a dumb little story from a few years back.
Early on at my current job, we had a big Thanksgiving potluck for the 60 or so employees. As a non-cooking man, I did what we all do in this situation: I hit the food bar at the grocery store, where I bought several pounds of ridiculously overpriced pre-made cranberry sauce. Then I moved it to a different bowl and pretended (or at least let others assume) I made it.
(I'm cleaning out my backlog of posts that I never finished. I wrote this piece on timeshares last year, then became distracted by the fact that our country had elected a reality TV actor as president to post it. After learning that Trump sells timeshares - of course he does - it seemed only right to post now).
Question: What's the difference between syphilis and a timeshare?
Answer: You can get rid of syphilis.
I have, on occasion, railed against stupid purchases like a fancy cell phone and new cars. While these certainly affect the average consumer, they are also one-time mistakes that can be moved on from. As such, they're the worst possible purchase one can make.
People love to blab out travel advice. It seems like anyone who's ever been on a plane are full of tip and sage wisdom, the quality of which is usually inversely proportional to the experience level of the individual. Problem is, there's so much noise out there that the really important stuff gets lost in he process. Never fear - in this post, I will give you THE single most important piece of travel advice you will ever get.
Noah's Inner Monologue
Scribblings of a man who can barely operate an idiotproof website.