My Ideal Holiday

by Audrey Alexander (5 Setia) 2010 Everybody jumps at the idea of going off for a holiday and so do I. Many people dream of having a perfect vacation where neither glitches nor errors occur but sadly, that rarely ever happens. Something is bound to go wrong. Despite this, I have never stopped fantasizing about my perfect getaway - a getaway that someday, may or may not come true. Dreaming about it is equally fun or even better because then, everything goes as you wish. Where shall I begin? Well, to begin with, I must have an unlimited supply of cash like Tiger Woods or Bill Gates. Nowadays, almost everything revolves around money - money, money, money and more money. In short, without the green bills, my ideal holiday which I am about to fantasize will not be so ideal. With millions or even billions of dollars in my possession, I shall buy myself a private jet and hire an excessive number of staff to boss around. I know, it sounds cruel but sometimes, I do wonder what it is like to be Kimora Lee Simmons, the famous model turn business mogul. I shall be treated like the queen bee of my hive. I would like to travel to Paris in my private jet. In my opinion, the best time to travel to Paris would be during the week of Valentines Day as the atmosphere will be so romantic and mindsoothing. Having my own private jet also means that I do not have to deal with lost baggage or flight delays. There is no need for me to queue up to board the plane. Not forgetting, my plane shall be equipped with all the snacks you can dream of including an unlimited supply of chocolates. I will be in chocolate-lovers heaven In addition, I also want a female assistant who knows how to give me a good and revitalizing massage to come with me. Therefore, while I am spoiling myself with chocolates, she will be pampering me with a nice and soothing massage. All right, moving on to the hotel where I shall spend my days residing in. I wish to stay in the finest hotel in Paris, most preferably a 6-star hotel but if there is none there, I will gladly settle for the most prestigious 5-star hotel. My room will not be less than a presidential suite. The suite will accommodate me alone with my servants or shall I say, my assistants. They will stay in other common rooms situated near my suite so that they can come to me whenever they hear my call of distress. My suite will have luxurious and elegant furnishings while the bed will be special and ultra-comfy a waterbed. My pillows will be made of silk and stuffed with scented feathers so that they will smell nice when I lay my head on them. There will also be a Jacuzzi for me to indulge myself in on a daily basis. The suite will also be equipped with a 52-inch plasma TV to entertain me. A holiday would not be a holiday without a tour of the city. An extremely buff and handsome man will be my tour guide while I enjoy the sightings of Paris in a limousine instead of a tour coach. My tour is incomplete without a visit to the ever so famous, Eifel Tower. Normally, tourist will have to queue to ascend the tower but not for me. Upon my arrival, I shall be escorted straight to the peak of the tower where I can marvel at the magnificent view of Paris and take tons of pictures, of myself and maybe the scenic view.

From the Eifel Tower, I will make my way to the finest restaurant in town, which serves only the best. I will treat myself to a delicious, mouth-watering bowl of pasta as well as the famous French dishes like the Foie Gras with truffles, Cassoulet, Bouillabaisse fish soup and the escargots or a common name would be snails. If I can manage, I will put up a special request for the chefs to prepare a small serving of other tasty dishes for me. There will be so much food that my dinner will end up becoming a French food fete. Since I do not consume wine or any alcoholic beverages, the restaurant will serve me with their finest and freshest fruit juices. My final order would be the apples and almond in flaky pastry for dessert. I have heard that the afore mentioned dessert is one of the best in France. After a fun-filled but exhausting tour of the city, I shall return to my den the suite, to change and then proceed to the spa to further, spoil myself. My visit to Paris will coincide with the high-profile Paris Fashion Week so the very next day, I shall attend the prestigious event whereby fashion shows by famous designers are organised. I will be seated at the front row of course. My time will be spent watching the spectacular creations of these creative and talented designers. The fashion shows then inspire me to go, SHOPPING! Thus, I waste no time making my way to boutiques to splurge on dresses, bags, shoes, accessories and other miscellaneous items, which I do not actually need but hey, when you have all the money in the world, nothing is going to stop you. My limousine will be stuffed with shopping bags especially those form the Louis Vuitton, Prada and Jimmy Choos boutiques. I will be laughing at the envious faces of the people around me as I head back to the hotel with my ridiculously large load. My holiday is not over yet as I have to explore the hotels beautiful Olympic-sized swimming pool. I.. Audrey, wake up! Youll be late for school! screamed my mum. Oh well, there goes my ideal vacation