Holidays are such stressful affairs.
I mentioned earlier about the stress of work leading up to the holiday.
With the flights all booked, now comes the stress of where to go and where to stay.
I cant remember a time when I have been to a non-English speaking place for the first time.
It must have been Tokyo in 2002. Gosh that’s a long time ago. Back then, I was a student so the choice is simple. Choose the one you can afford.
France, new country, new continent, new language. No idea where the happening places are and very afraid to end up staying in the equivalent of Tuas in Paris.
Someone was in Paris a little over a year ago for work so she’s a little in the know.
But with so many websites to book, to read reviews, to ask around, it’s a mind-numbing exercise of information overload. At some point, I was tempted to just pay more to stay in a nice hotel and nice location and not waste so much time to research. But I guess there is some fun in researching. The stress comes in the fear of whether the eventual decision is a bad one where we have to lug our luggage to change hotels. That happened in a lesser degree when we went San Francisco when my friend who stayed there before told me that the hotel we booked was in a ghetto neighbourhood and we had to scramble to change hotels. Thank goodness we found this out before we flew. Then when we eventually checked into the new hotel, we found that the bed was too small and we had to pay more to change rooms. I should have known better about the bed sizes since I live in hotels all the time. Haha.
So as part of the research plan, I have asked one of the girls I have been interviewing for her recommendations on where to go and where to stay, because I remembered that she used to study in Paris and her husband is French!
Hopefully that works out.