I took a vacation I couldn’t really afford. I did it with a Costco vacation package. But still. I’ll be paying off this credit card bill for quite awhile.

I don’t even care. It was so freaking worth it. Best vacation I’ve ever had and most beautiful (and swanky) hotel I’ve ever stayed at. Kaua’i is now calling me and all I can think about is how to come back.

On my last day (today) I booked a massage appointment. For reference, the massage was $445 BEFORE any taxes, service fees, or tip.

As I checked in and was rung up for a sweatshirt (that I shouldn’t have bought….but it was so soft!) I chatted with the sweet receptionist. I asked her how her day was going and she said that it was good as people were being “mostly nice”. I was internally appalled (how can you be upset at a spa in paradise!?) but she elaborated that sometimes people can be a little bit blank and apathetic but that today people seemed to have life in their eyes. (Side note: I adore this answer and it was just so human).

As we chatted more, two beautiful women came up in line behind me. We started talking about how I sing people to sleep at my job (totally true) and I included the ladies in the conversation. I also mentioned that I had borrowed $844k for my education, and that this was a trip of a lifetime for me, because clearly I’m not “this kind of rich”. I’m sure they could tell from my Old Navy tank top and shorts😂

I come out from my massage to find that those lovely women had paid for my massage. I started tearing up at the register and I’m tearing up again writing this.

I hope you two read this. I hope you know that this was the most amazing thing a stranger has ever done for me. Thank you. You made me feel special and made my trip so special. Thank you thank you thank you.

Now I’m going to start crying in the airport.