waiting for the finale

I believe our travel agent [recommended, but unknown until this morning] to be booking Mr. Q and I in for 14 nights at the above resort.

I was expecting this to be a relief, after waiting until the last minute for “deals” and for my passport to arrive. I think even she, poor travel agent girl, was expecting me to be happier as I left. I am pleased with the booking, really. I just thought it’d be more… something.

So far, nothing.

Maybe when I get the itinerary. Maybe when [IF] I find a new bathing suit. Maybe when I convince myself to take the 3/4 of the good comments on TripAdvisor and ignore the 1/4 cranky reviews.

Maybe when I actually land in Cuba and get to start being on vacation.

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