So what happens on Monday? That's the big question. Go out back of your exotic hotel and see the back streets lined with discarded refrigerators, car wrecks, litter, sleeping dogs.
Of course there's the old story of the rich businessman down on the west coast of Mexico. He's walking along the beach and he encounters a fisherman winding up his work for the day. The two of them begin to talk. The fisherman tells the businessman all about his daily life. Up at sunrise, breakfast out in nature, out in the boat with the sky as his roof all day (and glorious weather all the time of course). Back home at dusk, turn over the fish to the lady who will sell them later, have some dinner, relax a bit.
Quite the life, thinks the businessman who then tells the fisherman:
I think I know what I'm going to do. I'm going to go back home and back to work for now and I'm going to work really hard - harder than ever before - and I'm going to save money like never before until I've saved enough and then I'm going to come back down here and live like you!
