critical hipster resigned to new vacation plan
March 16, 2003 08:17 PM

Here's one for those of you playing the home "Where's April?" game.

Upon reflection, NYC isn't going to work out in May. All the really good experimental theatres have ended their seasons by then. Our inner (and outer) artists rebelled.

We toyed with the idea of going to an island, or Vegas, or something wholly different. The hotels are dreadful (that is, they don't have posh toiletries or ubersoft sheets, but are still just as expensive). Barring a stylish hotel, I could not in good conscience go on vacation.

And yes, I do realize that even having this internal debate is an result of my privileged existence - and the fact that I'm willing to work a "normal" job that most of my friends would never tolerate. I may be a shallow hipster, but I'm not completely dense.