Like last time, we’re buying local. And also like last time — we’ve been complaining about how little we see that we like, how expensive those options are, and often how far away some of them happen to be.
And boy were we spoiled before, because all of those things are much worse now.
The caliber of hooptie we usually shoot for seems to cost about a grand more than before Covid. And while there are deals to be had at or below the usual budget, most are inoperable disasters.
Despair has been setting in as a sense of urgency increases: we’re less than a month out, we’ve booked all our accommodations, we’ve finally all put our vacation requests into Workday…
So imagine the collective surprise when, within a mere two hours of each other, George and I secured our transportation:
And this morning, I woke up to the notifications of much wailing and gnashing of digital teeth.
