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In one of my posts yesterday I got nostalgic about the Olympics, Mary Lou Retton, and the wooden board I used as a balance beam in my back yard when I was eleven so that I could practice my own version of gymnastics. This was brought on, in part, by a British Airways business class sale to London during the Olympics. I started daydreaming about how awesome it would be to go to the Olympics and yada yada yada. I knew no matter how much I wanted to go, I was never going to spend $2012 on a ticket to fly there on British Airways. It is a good deal, assuming you have access to that amount of cash (certainly a better deal than burning a ton of Avios plus paying hefty taxes and fuel surcharges), but I knew I could resist the temptation since it was on a OneWorld carrier (since I am trying to build status with United). That was yesterday.
This morning I noticed that Delta had matched the sale. I knew in my heart I was in trouble. I knew the chances that United or another Star Alliance carrier matching were very high at that point. They did. I am in trouble.
If you were hoping for a match on this sale to go to the Olympics (or just go to Europe), you’ve got it. If you were hoping to watch me have a breakdown on Twitter as I try simultaneously to talk myself both in and out of finding some way to go to the Olympics, you got that, too. I may forgo Christmas, birthday, Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day, and Arbor Day presents for myself from here until eternity if I do find a way to go, but how can you compete with the Olympics? The part of my heart that is still eleven years old says you can’t.