It's decision time. 2E's and I are knee-deep in this honeymoon business, and our latest self-imposed task is to choose the exotic destination that will suit us best.
Men love honeymoons. We love any all-inclusive vacation, really. And we love this one in particular because it's the week-long calm after a year-long overcast. I'm gonna soak it up. No doubt about it.
So the decision-making process is pretty complicated, when you think about it. There are hundreds of cities to choose from, hundreds of resorts to research, and they all have their own ups and downs, advantages and disadvantages. My method involves an intense rating system -- far more complicated than anything concocted by the Olympics officials -- utilizing color coding, nautical engineering and 2 (count them, 2) decimal places. Only after putting each destination resort through this gauntlet of reasoning can we know, really and truly, what works for us.
2E's method involves looking at the photos on the resort websites. She likes the one where the couple is in that bungalow on the water, the fisheye shot of the courtyard that has several mini-pools, and the one where the hotel is on stilts. She loves the stilts.
I can't say I'm a big fan of her method. There's no science behind it. She's been swayed primarily by stock photos. And there are no decimal places. Not even one. Fuggedaboutit.