Monday, October 31, 2005

Cancun vs. Russia

Every time you purchase a meal at our school cafeteria, you receive a ticket in which you are eligible to win a trip to Cancun, Mexico.
The chances are higher than the total number of residents in Russell, Chesterville, Winchester, Cornwall, and the student body at Bishop's University combined; so, I really don't have a chance to win this silly trip.


Andrea and I were musing about who we'd bring should we win the trip. The winner gets to bring three other people with them to Cancun, and they all get to enjoy a seven-day trip in a Resort, all expenses paid. I told Andrea I'd most likely bring Alex, Alanna, and she as my three others.

After talking about it for a bit, I realized that this is really not my kind of trip. I would much prefer to travel elsewhere, and even if I did go down south, I would prefer to travel around the countryside, see towns, villages, scenery, people; basically do my own thing and not just stay in an excessively large, rich-person's resort.
Then again, I thought about what would happen if I won this trip during the coldest and most miserable time of winter and the trip was sloted for the following week. I could possibly see myself just taking off.
Andrea and I talked a little more about it, and as much as that would be tempting and very warm, we would most likely end up selling the seven-day, four-people in Cancun prize and using the money for our own kind of trip.

Anyone want to come with me to Sakhalin, Russia?

I hear they have babies you can adopt who can teach you Russian.

5 comments:

ellabella said...

I've always wanted to go to the city of Prague for some reason.. or Luxembourg? anyone in?

But if I am affording a trip, it will definately be back to Ghana first.

ellabella said...

or a pointless but humorous side trip could be taken to Austria to visit a friend of mine, but also to visit Fucking... http://www.captainjakeman.com/Jokes/Fucking_Austria_2.jpg
any takers? (to add to the hilarity, the sign below it translates to "Please! Not so fast!"

Zaza said...

Am I a proverbial dead skunk? Or am I really a dead skunk?

I have a fear of ziploc bags, just so you know.

Zaza said...

You are as likable as a skunk.

You are as welcomed as a skunk at this get-together.

Don't go back and check on a dead skunk.

Something like that. Maybe not proverbs, but sayings?

Zaza said...

Read them again, and weep Tex: they are real!

No one is asking you to travel with a dead skunk; that is up to you.
Besides, a very strong odour emanates from you as well. I prefer to keep it on the low-down, though.
Perhaps you are the one who needs the ziploc bag.