I recently came back from a three night stay at a fancy resort complex down in the islands. It wasn’t a real vacation, more of a working vacation, but it was nothing like what I was expecting. You see on TV and in the media how these places have long white beaches, crystal blue waters, and beautiful people in skimpy bathing suits? Most of that was true, but the skimpy bathing suits were on old and gross people, not models and hunks. Also, as pretty as everything was to look at, it was certainly not at all comfortable to be outside. Looking at a picture of it while sitting in front of an air conditioner is a much better way to enjoy the island life, in my book. Of course I went to the beach a few times, and even waded into the gorgeous waters, but the air quality was so thick with humidity it was hard for me to breathe. I ended up spending most of my free time inside my room, watching foreign language television and blasted my room A/C up to the max. At first I was a little disappointed that I wasn’t surrounded by stunning islanders, I quickly adapted and relaxed, and began to enjoy the HVAC system, the tv shows, and the room service. The conference itself was fine, except for that first day when the boss tried to hold a meeting outside instead of in a climate controlled conference room. Next year I hope we go someplace cold, so I can crank up the heater instead of the AC.