I have three employees at one of my locations, none of which has taken a formal vacation this year, there are no plans for them to do, and for some of them this is just one of many years in which they have not left town for the greener pastures of vacation spots.
On the other hand, a few days ago, I read through detail after detail of one blogger’s time with the family at the Grand Canyon, a place I would love to see but may never do so. Covet, covet, covet.
Vacation bragging is nothing new. It’s the summer equivalent of Christmas letters. The kids are all perfect, the weather is perfect, life is grand and we want the world to know. The web log provides a 21st century equivalent of the older vacation brag forum: postcards. I can’t remember the last time I got a postcard from anyone’s vacation, because with Facebook and Twitter you’re practically along for the ride.
So today’s post here is a shout-out to everyone stuck at home for the summer for reasons of the economy, health, or scheduling. I’m actually writing this from a modest resort motel on the St. Lawrence River, but it’s a short trip that will be over by the time you read this, and if it is any consolation, I feel really guilty getting away when my employees can’t.