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by justonceokay
435 days ago
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Maybe. I’m 35 now and any time I participate in any kind of catered tourism
it turns my stomach. Maybe I was just spoiled on it by reading ‘A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again’. Maybe I’ve worked too many service jobs. But regardless, I just can’t put out of my mind how little business I have being there other than that I have some cash to burn. Paying for hospitality is about as appealing as paying for sex. In my mind if I don’t have a single friend who can host me in a city, I just don’t have a reason to go. Then again I already live in a beautiful place and I’ve always been great at being a tourist in my own city. Ask me again in 10 years and maybe I’ll have your outlook. |
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I like lush beautifully designed resorts, my room cleaned, and top-notch local fare room service, but all the other service song-and-dance, the waiting on you hand and foot (as is typical in some developing nations), I can do without.