The Single Supplement, or What I Learned on Spring Break

When I first decided to take a vacation, being single annoyed me.  My reasoning was, if I had a husband or boyfriend, I’d have a built-in travel companion to share the experience and the expenses.  If I was part of a couple, I rationalized, my $1500 vacation budget might stretch to $3000 with better destinations, fancier lodging and someone to share the wine at dinner (hey, everyone knows a bottle is a better value than buying by the glass).  I hemmed and hawed and bitched and moaned about having to fork up over a grand for some time away until I realized how fortunate I was to be able to pay for a solo excursion.  I said a prayer of thanks then proceeded to the travel agent to book a cruise.

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