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As I was writing this, I was looking at the vesuwei volcano opposite the Bay of Naples and the Amalfi Coast in southern Italy.
I can't be more comfortable with my habitat. -
The living room of the presidential suite is located on the top floor of the Capri Palace Hotel.
Since my boyfriend and I arrived last night, each of our needs has been met and other recent guests in the suite have also been met with service levels: the King of Sweden and Whitney Houston (probably on different occasions ).
When we arrived, the chef greeted us in the lobby and sent samples of pasta dishes and delicate desserts-Italian ham and melon-to our room.
The hotel manager personally leads us through the maze of bedrooms, living areas and terraces (and of course the private pool) and we will call it home in the next few days.
("This button will open the curtain.
This will open the ceiling on the bed so you can look at the moon.
Every few hours, another maid came here with fresh linen.
One question: it's all free.
Suite, food, everything.
In fact, every hotel we have stayed in Italy in the past week-
All--has been free.
So are many meals, including one or four. course, knock-your-socks-off lunch.
I was the first to agree that there was no such thing as a free lunch, but as far as I'm concerned I 'd rather not pay cash.
Call me piker.
Piker has a bad reputation in this world.
This is what you call a stingy or cheap person, a stingy person trying to get something for free. Name-
Calling is usually a smokescreen to deepen feelings, which is certainly the case with piking.
Free delivery--
Luxury hotel suites like Capri Island-
It is easy to cause jealousy from friends and colleagues. workers.
Strangers hate us too: all the people who live in expensive hotels-
From the bellman to the rich guests. -
A piker can be found in ten steps.
There are not many guests staying at the Palace Hotel, they put their own things in a fitness bag.
No one really knows where the word "piker" came from.
Some etymology scientists believe this is the name given to poor immigrants from Pike County, Missouri.
To find a better life, they travel across the country to California.
Others are derived from "pike.
In my case, this is a combination of the two: play carefully on the journey to a better place.
The verb Piking has no etymology. I made it up.
But it seems to me that there is no doubt about what this means.
I happen to be in a lucky position to date someone who works for a travel magazine.
Although David (who changed his name to keep his job) works in the advertising department of the publication, most of the freebies offered by his travel writing Co-op
The workers also came to him.
There is no free ticket, but the hotel is "paid" and so is a lot of food, as well as other attractions such as tours and cruises. . .
Play your imagination to the fullest. I have.
In the early days of our love-
When lovers enlarge each other's assets-
I told David that since I was an entertainment journalist, I could take him to any show on Broadway for free.
He kissed me with a smile.
"I got the hotel and the food," he whispered in my ear . ".
"Our first attempt was to go to the nearby city.
By traveling on a quiet weekend, when the meeting was just a highlight in the eyes of the hotel's marketing director, we started the life of luxurious suites and soft robes, it's a kind of "pay for beer" as my mother said.
I am very fascinated by the Four Seasons Hotel, which offers impeccable room service and heavenly bed.
Have you slept in the King of the four seasons?
The size mattress you will never want to sleep elsewhere--
Unless, of course, you have to pay.
But I want to remind you that you should not be jealous.
The first is the inevitable director of hotel marketing.
The hotel will not give up the room without getting a return.
In David's case, it was modified in the magazine.
This means with M. D.
About the facilities of the hotel, the number of rooms, the price, the restaurant and anything else they would like to promote in the free media.
For travelers like us, the ideal way to receive this information is in the press kit handed over at reception, or--better yet --
Stay carefully in the room with a basket of fruit next to it.
More often than not, a visit to the building, during which small talk is made, relevant questions are raised, and yawning is suppressed.
A few days ago, in Rome, a weekend manager named Luigi took us into a bedroom with a video tape in his hand.
Something that smells like a porn fantasy begins to turn into a mind --numbing half-
Meeting facilities set up Sinatra Music Hour video tour.
In Philadelphia, a marketing director
Enjoy a star dinner in front of our greedy nose, just have dinner with us, sing the chef's song, and comfort David with questions about the upcoming featured theme.
My troubled boyfriend tried to drown his grief in the seven dessert plates that were placed in front of us.
When the cuffs of his navy suit coat floated into the chantilly cream, I suddenly asked a question about the wedding reception.
In fact, for the experienced piker, the meal was much more challenging than the hotel room.
The hotel rooms don't cost anything.
But the food, and more importantly, the wine does.
Therefore, a confirmation letter listing accommodation rarely mentions eating.
A good marketing director will always push the hotel restaurant, but he may not make it clear if the dinner is free.
Food is not cheap in better hotels.
A common situation is that we are encouraged to eat in a restaurant without knowing who will pay.
When you think the charming little sweet wine is the last dish, nothing is faster than the huge bill falling on your plate.
Since David provided all the free giveaways for travel, I made a conscious effort to increase my weight during our pleasant trip.
Sometimes it means chatting with the marketing director.
Other times, this means pretending to be an editor;
As long as the name of the hotel is spelled correctly, no one cares.
In Florence, I blocked the invitation to an expensive dinner by asking which credit card they accepted from causing us unnecessary anxiety (the manager would not accept the "no" answer ).
"But you will be our guest! " she cried.
"Then we are happy! " I cried back.
Once we arrived at a saturation point in Georgia where we sailed, fished and rode for a whole week at a secluded island resort for free.
Whether it's the friendly nature of the staff, the food at the table, or a bunch of elegant relief soap we store in our fitness bag, David and I split apart.
None of us can accept another free gift, and we all use our own ---
Other guests--
Our last night meal at the hotel.
It seems wrong to abuse their enthusiasm.
However, when I was writing this, I was on the road and I wanted to go back to those original pikers, poor souls from Missouri, as an example of the hostile poverty that arose when traveling.
Why are these people just trying to improve their fate (which is not the American dream) but becoming the source of such a derivative term-poverty is not a crime in this world, it seems as long as you stay where you are.
Pack up your bag. -
Even overnight--
Your poverty has been greatly relieved.
Tourism is the province of the rich.
When the poor move-
Across town to another country-
They kicked the dust of class conflict and everyone started coughing.
They are not tourists;
They are refugees.
Among my acquaintances I will never claim to be poor but in a 4
Star hotel, I started to look like a refugee.
When David and I met the concierge, we were inevitably welcomed. up-and-
Look down and say only one thing: piker.
We got the same look from the bellman.
He can't afford to stay at this hotel. this is not the problem.
People who are not rich can do so.
Of course, porters are more clear than judging our wealth by the price of our luggage.
This is the way we hang it on our shoulders to avoid tilting, which shows our hands.
This leads to my next point.
This is an addiction.
Getting things without spending money is as intoxicating as gambling or playing stocks.
One weekend in Boston, we argued about such amazing freebies that our judgment was shaken, and in the end we made our own kind of embarrassment and realized the dark prophecy of pikerdom.
It was a rainy Saturday night and we ranked second among the most expensive hotels in the city.
We finished our dinner and there was nothing on the cable and the health club was closed for the night.
We decided to venture into a local store for ice cream, the best frozen dessert in New England.
When we asked to take a taxi at the entrance of the lobby, the bellman offered to let us take the hotel car.
"Just be quick," he said.
We promised him.
Cars are equipped like planes. -
Leather barrel pads and seat covers filled with financial magazines.
The taxi suddenly seemed so modest.
When we arrived at the ice cream shop, I told the driver that it only took a minute and David offered to buy him a biscuit (using help was not good for karma ).
The owner of the store happened to be there, if lucky.
We introduced ourselves and started talking about our weekend market and before you said "free ice cream", "he's packing a box and getting us back to New York (dry ice--
Work like magic ).
When I realized the depth and richness of the veins we had just pumped, my eyes met David.
I saw the same golden heat in the eyes of my lover.
"Think about it," he said.
"We just got a free ride for free ice cream.
"He said it too fast (you probably know this better than I do ).
The Bellman was obviously excited because we had forgotten him and he hit the gas and asked us to take a box of ice cream.
We managed to get a taxi to stop, but stuck the tip in the hands of the bellman at the hotel ---
When we know he's really mad at us (and may be reprimanded by his boss )--
It is painful for everyone.
But damn, that ice cream is delicious.