At some point in every adult’s life, an exotic beach vacation becomes less a fantasy and more a necessity. I reached that point in my early 20s. After weeks spent meeting with clients and gasping under the pressure of looming deadlines in my first office job, I booked a ticket and boarded a plane for the sandy paradise of the U.S. Virgin Islands.
You probably didn’t know you needed to visit the Dominican Republic until you learned about the new, beautiful, modern, all-inclusive resort in Punta Cana.
I can’t keep track of how many times I’ve been to Hong Kong over the past 30 years, but I always make a point of spending at least half a day in Stanley. In fact, compared to bustling Central or Kowloon, going to Stanley is like taking a mini vacation. First, there’s the roller-coaster bus ride in a double-decker from Central that careens around curves and zips over hills on its 30-minute journey, providing tantalizing views of the South China Sea along the way. Although bargain shopping makes my heart beat faster, a leisurely meal is also always in the picture.