My Disney Vacation

Every kid dreams of a Disney Vacation, and I’m no exception. This last weekend, my three best college gal pals… made it happen. Let me give my “Travelocity” worthy review.

The accommodations were a bit smaller and more primitive than I expected. Of course, it’s all about one’s budget, and ours resulted in a two-night stay with fewer frills. The food was wonderful! There was only one meal that was “iffy” and wouldn’t you know that would be the one I was making the decisions. We had great weather with clear skies, and bright sun which made for pleasant outdoor activities. The rides were fun. It took us a bit to figure out how to make things work, and it could have been strenuous but we paced ourselves and took breaks often. The staff was friendly and helpful, and we would consider going back. Especially since it’s so close. Close, as in Disney… Oklahoma.

It seems that life gets in the way of what life is supposed to be like, and making time for girlfriends has suffered in the last few years. Girlfriend Mindy recently retired and she immediately had us pull out our calendars to plan a girls “Glamping” Trip. Glamping is camping with a glamorous touch. We are all about it. Girlfriend Sandy pulled her RV in beside my tiny teardrop trailer “Joshua” and the awnings were put up along with the party lights. Matching sippy-cups were presented tied in ribbon. Organics from Whole Foods had been purchased for meal times. We slowed down to enjoy each other’s company in the great wilderness somewhere near Disney, kinda close to Eucha, not far from Zena. 

We ran into a few people that knew us, and they acted a bit surprised to find us camping so close to home. We tried to explain that we wanted to be far enough from home to not go home. We also wanted to be close enough to home for our debut camping experience, that we could get there if needed. Or call for help, for example if we locked ourselves out of the camper. Which… we did.

Mindy towed a trailer with kayaks and a paddleboard to Disney for us to play on. We paddled about 20 miles in two days and thought we deserved every marshmallow we roasted. I was the smokin’ hot grill boss on night one. No, really, I had the grill so smokin’ hot; I burnt the hamburgers and charred the buns. The neighbors that were close by got used to our gales of laughter and our occasional pleas for help on things we couldn’t figure out. We were kinda well-known in the park. We had matching PJ’s with RV’s printed on them that we wore for the longer stroll to the public privy that probably got us nicknamed the “Pajama Girls.”

 Baseball Hall of Famer, Satchel Paige said “How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?” We girls played, and enjoyed, and fell into patterns from 30 years ago. The quote “young at heart, slightly older in other places,” fit us. Sometimes we need a vacation with people we love and enjoy. Maybe you could use a Disney Vacation.

Group of What??

When I’m out and about, people often ask me, “What is Good to Go?”  The quick reply is “It a travel company specializing in organized group travel.” Then the next question often follows. “What is a group?”  A group of bears is called a sleuth. A group of crows is called a murder. A group of birds is called a flock. A group of cows is called a herd. And so on and so on. But, what IS a group of travelers in “Group Traveling”?

Good question. What is a group? I’ve been gallivanting with groups for about 25 years, and groups keep changing. Let me try to take a run at an answer.

(Please allow me to throw my head back and drag out the words as I say…..) “Well, back in the day…..a group was considered 20 or more people paying by one check.” Yep, that was an accurate description. It was all about the number. A large enough number of travelers entitled one to ‘Group rates’ which usually was a lower fare. Most of the time, the hotel/restaurant/attraction would also give the organizer a complimentary fare for organizing the group. Ahhhhh, those were the days. We could honestly say that going with a group usually resulted in a lower fare. That was back in the day. Sigh.

A couple of things have happened in this crazy travel business. One, our senior adults who made up the major part of the group travel business have gotten younger. Maybe not in years, but they are well  traveled, they are technology savvy, and they don’t NEED a group to travel, but enjoy the benefits of going with like minded people.

The second thing is there is so much more competition with marketing of travel. Sure, you can call a travel agent, that that is just one of dozens of ways the cruise lines, hotels, and tour companies get your attention for their products.

Our younger, savvy traveler is looking for more free time, more hand on experiences and more unique opportunities. This same traveler wants a smaller group AND a really good price. So we are spreading the costs over 20 people, what we group leaders used to count on 40 folks to share the costs. Ouch.

So , let’s consider the question again, “What is a group?” It could be some friends that want to do something together, but want someone to organize them and make it happen. It could be a club or organization that already has a group in place that wants to travel like a women’s group or a social club. It could be people interested in the benefits of group travel such as safety, companionship and less time planning and more time enjoying. We love helping travelers find travel buddies and the friendships that evolve during a tour. People may leave as strangers but always return as friends.

When everything goes right, travelers truly believe they could have managed the trip without the help of a tour organizer aka Fearless Leader. But when things go wrong, it’s really nice to have someone to fight your battles and figure out Plan B or Q or whatever it takes. 

What is a Good to Go Group? It’s an organized adventure. Life is short, take the trip.

It’s A Mystery…

There are few surprises left in the world, do you agree? Those of us old enough to remember Santa Claus picking out our gifts without a wish list on Amazon may be the last generation to really appreciate a surprise. Wedding gifts are registered if not gift carded. I miss the days of a young bride acting excited over floral pot holders and Tupperware. Parents don’t even get to be surprised with the “It’s a boy/girl!” announcement. The baby has already worn out its name by the time it debuts. Alas, as Your Fearless Leader, I find one of my greater tasks and treats is to offer travelers an occasional mystery or surprise trip.

 A mystery trip isn’t a “who done it?”  The destination is a mystery. Given only a few clues, travelers sign up and yes, PAY to go somewhere, and do something, and stay somewhere-all unknown to them prior to traveling. For those that have a sense of adventure, a sense of humor and a sense of trust, we have made some wonderful mystery memories through the years.

The shorter the tour, the closer to home and the greater the chance that I’m taking travelers to places they have been before, or maybe even lived or worked! The challenge is to guarantee folks that they will see or do something that they have never done before. This is where the need to be creative comes in very helpful. 

We have eaten in feed stores. We have made movies. We have ridden in hay wagons. We have slept in bunk houses. We have caught trains. We have been wined, dined, arrested and taken hostage. It was all a surprise to the travelers. We have seen things hardly anyone knew existed. And we have gone behind the scenes on things that everyone knew existed. It was all a surprise to the travelers.

 Coming up with attractions to visit that aren’t really attractions, convincing local people to let us see their collection, or look at their place, or show us how they do something. In my tourism world, I call this “Knowing How to Play.”  I LOVE going into a community that gets “How to Play.”

This might not be everyone idea of a great vacation or travel opportunity, but I can testify that there are lots of fun folks who still love a good surprise.

Traveling is about learning, and exploring and creating memories. Sometimes it is a mystery on how it will happen, and that is a lovely surprise. Come play with us sometime.

A Parade of Memories, Americana-style

What’s on your list of places that you’d like to visit, or things you’d like to see? Most of us, with a bit of wanderlust in our souls, can recite the places that we long to experience firsthand. We have magazine pages torn and saved or Pinterest Boards of destinations of our “some days.”
 

Your Fearless Leader was probably inspired to travel by my Aunt Virginia. I still have the little Hawaiian drum she brought me from the island. She also brought sister and I necklaces made from seeds. She mailed postcards from National Parks that I stared at and told myself “Someday , I will see that with my own eyes.” Another place Auntie “V” attended was the Rose Parade in Pasadena, California. We watched as the cameras flashed pictures of the crowd, because we knew she would wave to us. I have never forgotten her being there, and I have never forgotten my first trip to the parade. You won’t forget it either.

I’m guessing that all of us grew up watching the Tournament of Roses Parade. The tradition of New Year’s Day to watch those magnificent floats coming down Colorado Avenue. The marching bands, the equestrian entries, the celebrities are part of this feast for the eyes.  We were dazzled by the sheer number of flowers used to decorate these major constructions. We were amazed by the plants and seeds and living things in a kaleidoscope of colors that were applied by hand to make these pieces of art come to life. We kept track and voted in our living rooms of our favorites.

Let’s go see it. Let’s go to Pasadena to the Tournament of Roses Parade. We can be the ones sitting in the grand stands clapping. We can be the ones doing a behind the scenes tour to watch the floats in their final preparation stages. It only happens once a year.  We can also cruise down Rodeo (pronounced Row-Day-Oh) drive and take pictures of the HOLLYWOOD sign and put our hands in big stars prints on the Walk of Fame.

This is a classic experience. Knowing 2018 is the 129^th Tournament of Roses Parade, this is something wholesome for all ages. Our parents, and grandparents, and great grandparents have been part of this All-American tradition for decades. So many things change, but this entertaining event still goes on. It’s like seeing a show in New York City, or visiting Disneyland. It’s part of our American fabric, like seeing the changing of the guard at Arlington Cemetery, taking a hike in Yellowstone National Park, and going to Alaska. Every American should do this! It should be on everyone’s Bucket List. It’s truly “Americana”.

The roses on the floats will fade, but you will have the memories.