It is tempting, oh so tempting!
My British friends R. and Y. just let me know they have booked 2 September weeks at Lagos hotel where we all met 7yrs ago. They hope I “will be able to make it this year” and are already planning grandiose program of picnics, day trips and wine tastings.
And I made a mistake of checking room availability…ohmygod ohmygod! They have a gorgeous one for $65/night, with sunken bath, shower and balcony overlooking the bay, with breakfast and beach shuttle included.
Now I am torn. It would be a dream, a fata-morgana, a brilliant miracle, an oasis imagined by tired caravan-bashi…I long for Portugal. I spent 2 hrs checking various air, train and bus ticket sites, and although just 5 yrs ago I’d consider the price negligible, a round trip of
~$1100 is unaffordable for me right now... [Later: oh my, I just found one round-trip flight on Turkish Airlines for – listen to this – $764, taxes included! And on the way back I can spend 12hrs in Istanbul, all I need is to pay in airport $20 for a visa!]
Besides, who knows what could happen in the 1/2 year between now and September! Brits have 5 weeks vacations, they can risk it – but I can’t. If work situation was pre-recession I would definitely booked it, but we live in another world now, where anxiety and uncertainty is the name of the game.
Oh my beautiful, warm, proud and quiet Lusitania…will I ever see you again?