Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts

Friday, October 22, 2010

What is with the price of tickets....

During my recent vacation, we went to an ‘eco’ theme park in Mexico, where they charged children tickets based on height, NOT age. At the time, I thought it was interesting, a little bit odd, but interesting. And now, I think it should be done EVERYWHERE!

Last weekend, I took my little one to a water-park, you know, the ones with the wave pool, ‘children area’ and slides… I was flabbergasted (and trust me, I do not get to use the word flabbergast a lot) when I saw how much a kid’s ticket was. Kids THREE and up had to pay full adult fare. Yes THREE!

Now, this would not be so bad, if the three year old can take advantage of ALL the activities at the park, but there is a height restriction on the big slides (not that my little one would have stepped foot on the slide, heck, she did not even want to go on the baby slide, but this is more our problem than theirs.) Back to the problem… why in the world should I pay full price for my little one, when she can only use about 1/3 of the park? Heck, as I was there by myself, I was only able to use about 1/3 of the park - it is not like I am going to leave my toddler alone next to a pool while I go have fun on the tube slide… This was probably the most expensive couple of hours, of sitting in a pool in my life.

I think Mexico had it right; perhaps all theme parks should start selling tickets based on height. If a child can only use a certain percentage of the equipment, they should only have to pay a certain percentage of the price.

Now, I know why my parents insisted that I was 12 for about three years of my life.

photo courtesy of: Kevin Abbott (ka1970)

Monday, August 23, 2010

Really... Where is my brain?

So, I did something a bit silly yesterday; I bought myself a new toy... A very expensive new toy (not so expensive that it will put my daughter's college tuition in jeopardy...but still…).

I really do not need a new toy, but I really, really, wanted one. It was not a complete impulse buy. I did think about it for a few months, okay, most likely weeks, before I finally decided to go for it. I still feel a little bit bad, but I am enjoying the thing way too much to feel too guilty.

I think my dad is right; sometimes money is there to be spent, as long as it is not too ridiculous. It is probably better to buy the thing than to subject my poor family to me pining away for one all the time.

In the end, I guess the lesson is that: sometimes it is okay to get myself an expensive present, as long as I am responsible with my purchase choices for the next couple of months, and I should not be expecting a big Christmas present...

Now back to playing with my new toy.... And oh! Check out those boots!