2 days ago · Life · 0 comments

June 17, 2026 Next Friday, the 26th, I’m going to Paris! Unless the weather is going to be unbearable hot, in which case I’m just going to CANCEL. My hotel expense might be a sunk cost, but I’m pretty sure I can do some kind of exchange things with my plane tickets. But this is a good time for everybody to fully grasp the meaning of “sunk cost.” Going to Paris and being miserable, or just being unable to do much of anything, isn’t fun. On top of the expenses that I’ve already incurred, I would have transportation back and forth to the airport, and lots of meals, and any other incidental goodies I buy. I literally do not have to decide until I’m about to hand over my suitcase to be checked. I don’t carry a suitcase onto an airplane anymore – I’m not in that much of a hurry to get out of the airport, and I AM eager to avoid exertion and heavy lifting early in a 36-hour day… So where am I staying? A new hotel, for me: When I was in Paris in December, I stayed in the same neighborhood,…

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