Now is the winter of our Disco Tent

Normally I approach winter with the same sort of dubious regard that one might feel while holding a spitting cobra at arms length.Winter, that dread specter of long shadows, cold winds and more modestly dressed young ladies.Convertible tops up,boats locked tight for, riding out the chill days at the docks,no sanding and painting on old cars,brown lawns and coughing,hacking, sneezing and fevers.Winter, dulling the mind and the senses.
But hey, business is better than ever and even with the impending loss of one of my most stellar employess ,I hold this winter with a warm regard for many opportunities.If and when I take a vacation I will be ready.I'm taking suggestions from you bold adventurers so sharpen your minds and tell me what would be your dream vacation would be and I will tell you a few of mine.