Earlier this week, Evan realized he needed to take a few more vacation days before the end of the year or he'd lose them. I was looking at hotels for a trip up to Philly or New York, and they were all outrageously expensive. Then I notice all these silly awesome last-minute package deals, and realized for not much more, we could swim in the ocean.
I looked at some more sites, researched some more deals, spoke to the travel agent who helped out with the cruise last spring, and we got an insane package. Direct flights from National, and 3 nights in an all-inclusive (food, booze, tips) resort. We booked it on Tuesday. We're leaving tomorrow.
It almost feels unreal, since it was so sudden and spontaneous, but I couldn't be more exicted. I also recommend this to anyone who just wants to get away but doesn't really care where: wait until the last week. They just want bodies in the planes and hotels.