When I was a full-time travel writer, I often said that my lifestyle bore no relation to my income. It was part of my job description to check out posh hotels and resorts for a variety of guidebooks and magazines, either hosted by the destinations or paid for by the publications (I lost count of the number of solo honeymoons I took for Brides). I’m not going to get into the whole press trip ethics discussion here; it’s been covered ad nauseum on other sites. Suffice it to say that there is no way I could experience and report on certain places if I had to do it on my own dime.
Places like the Ritz-Carlton, Dove Mountain, where Frankie and I recently spent the night.
Although I don’t take as many trips as I did in the past, I do a monthly pet travel segment on KVOA TV, the Tucson NBC affiliate (Note regarding the clip: I looked far better before the switch to high-definition TV). And because the Ritz, which just opened near Tucson, allows pets under 20 pounds, I jumped at the chance to take part in a press group that was invited to visit the resort.
I even did something I rarely do to get ready for the big: I got Frankie professionally groomed. (Before the give-up-your-cable-TV crowd jumps on me, I hasten to say that I got the grooming in trade for a couple of copies of Am I Boring My Dog that the pet boutique/grooming salon is selling. Unlike me, Frankie feels no shame at getting services for free. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go back and read my last two posts, The cost of dog care: Where do you draw the line, where I got dissed in the comments section for wanting to keep my cable; and Dental confessions: A brief digression)
The decision to go pro with Frankie’s hair care turned out to have been a mistake, however.
Not that he didn’t look handsome. He came away with his usual tousled appeal and a natty kerchief:
But he also came away with an eye problem — which cut our stay short. For details, tune in tomorrow.