Help! No, really. I’m turning 40.
I need your help! I don’t know where to go. And I’m serious. I have enough miles for a free trip on Delta, possibly even first class depending on the destination, and I’ve been saving my vacation time. I’ll have five weeks available by the time my birthday rolls around. And it’s a big one: 40. The problem? I don’t know where to go. I’ve realized that my last three big trips were really someone else’s idea. Ireland? Mom. France?…