
Lady #1: “Well, we’re going to vacation in Palm Springs for a week, then down to New Mexico – blasting off to Space for two weeks in our sub-orbital time share. Have you been?”
Lady #2: ” Of course! Space is uh-mazing! Don’t you just love it? Marv got a pamphlet last week on the Tiger Woods’ Lunar Course Sir Branson’s building on the moon.”
Waiter: “Ladies, another Tom Collins?”
Ladies, together: “It’s five o’clock somewhere!”
In unison: “Hahahahaha.”
Get ready. It’s going to happen. The conversation above will be as common as the nausea inducing, New Yorker/Hamptons resident’s snoot-mantra, ‘Where do YOU Summer?”. Snow birds will become star birds. The uber-wealthy will push the boundaries of extreme vacationing. People will start driving RVs across the Milky Way. Too Sci-Fi for your taste? It’s already happening. Read more