florida bound

Hell, what happened to the days of getting a cheap hotel room (senior prom, remember?) partying like there was no tomorrow and then returning home? Who ever thought that I would take it to the extreme of HOPPING a plane, SMALL mind you and then a brand TED I have never heard of, spend SEVERAL BILLS for a hotel simply because I like the name, or like how the name looks in print and leave home (whatever that is) for six days not knowing WHAT or with WHO I am going to meet, spend time with and relate my story too…

All in the name of what?