We are soooooooo hooked.
Hooked on travel! Works for us!
During the last two days of my Vampire Diary frenzy, I had to resort to asking G to buy additional Microsoft points because I had to go through his X-Box in order to watch the Season 3 episodes. Humbling. G held the controller just out of my reach and said, "You're an addict! I need to hear it!" Thinking I could easily appease him, I said, "Yeah yeah! I'm an addict! Let me have it!" He raised the controller another inch and growled, "I need to hear the words."
I broke. "OK! I AM ADDICTED TO VAMPIRE DIARIES. There, I said it! Gimme the controller!"
This is our life, people. We are very mature like this.
Well, now we're in the same addict boat, The Travel Boat, our eyes darting rapidly about and our hands shaking. We found a travel agent to help us plan the Africa trip and we finally, finally met her over the weekend. Every other trip we've done, even the international ones, have been on our own, but we knew that for Africa we were out of our element. So we did some research (read: G did some research and I ate cheese its and watched VD) and found an Africa, adventure travel expert. This has our names written all. over. it.
Because traffic sucks in this area and we're all in different locations, she agreed to meet us during her off hours over the weekend in order to let us gaze into her beady little eyes and know that we could trust her with all this money and time and planning and with our very lives in the future. She's very, very cool. Her name is Michelle and she was a lawyer up until about 5 years ago (she's gotta be well into her sixties - very fit and ON IT) when she decided she wanted to see the world and help others see it too. She's been to Africa several times, and she's done the types of "adventures" we want to do, so we tried mightily to stay on our high horses for like 2 minutes before we totally caved and were eating out of her expert hands.
Junkies indeed.
Michelle: "You're spending this day in Capetown and going here and doing this. You'll love it. The next day you'll do the Great White Shark cage off the coast. The following day will be back in Capetown for this, this, and this."
G: "Well, what about hiking in Capetown?"
Michelle: (Batting away his question like a pesky tse-tse fly) "You can hike here. You're not hiking in Capetown. You're shopping and exploring there. Ok? Right. Moving on..."
We didn't even know how to handle ourselves. Still bristling a bit from being completely rolled over, we entered the conversation once more.
Michelle: "In order to see the city and recover from your jetlag, I arranged an all day tour of the local sites--"
G: (interruping her) "Um, will this be a bus tour? Or a van tour?"
Michelle: (non plussed) "No, G. This will be the private car I've arranged for you, with your own private driver. That's what this is."
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G: (gulp) "Right. Ok, continue."
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We are HOOOOOOOOOOOOKED! Can't even wait!
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