I fail at vacations.
So, this is how I do vacations:
I request PTO, and get it approved. I start planning and making reservations. I call the pet sitter. I create a Smarty Pig to hide the money. Then I start getting frustrated when everything doesn’t come together. Then I realize that work is likely going to pile up that week. Then, I cancel the PTO request.
Then, I don’t go. I realized I needed to change this, and find some way to make myself not cancel everything and throw up my hands. I needed to find some way to force myself to take a break - vacations are important, and with my only child growing up, I didn’t think that he would be all that interested in family vacations for too much longer.
So, I thought… timeshares!
OK, financially, they make no sense as you buy in for the right to essentially pay what you would for a cheaper hotel and just get more room and a big bill. Makes no sense - unless you get them for free.
The market that became so saturated in the 80’s now has lots of folks wanting to get out of the maintenance fees and, in many cases, the maintenance fees are less than what you would pay for a comparably sized apartment-like hotel room and come with a kitchen. Folks with timeshares giving them away for closing costs and transfer fees - and in some cases paying closing costs and transfer fees just to dump them.
So, I decided I was going to pick one up. We do love Vegas, and so I looked through all timeshare properties - I figured if I owned a week, I would go, so I set about to get educated and figure out which ones weren’t worth it, even free.
I have fallen in love with The Jockey Club. See it? Down there? Look hard.
I found an article on The Jockey Club and I think the passage:
Officially, both sides of the weird Cosmo-Jockey Club relationship are all smiles. Theoretically, the Jockey Club is a sort of crazy-uncle-in-the-attic to hip, lush Cosmo — attached by a set of elevators hidden in a nook of the casino to which even many Cosmo employees have difficulty providing directions.
Sold me. There’s something so defiant and out of place about The Jockey Club (even though it was there first) that I find charming. Reviews show people either love it, or hate it. I absolutely love it.
So, we’ll see if I can pick up a 2 bedroom lockout for nothing.
If I do, maybe this year, I will actually go on vacation.