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The 12 Days of Nextpedition

Nextpedition - American Express Travel
Ed note: As 2011 lays its head and goes down to sleep, it's time for that venerable tradition of Year-End Lists. And for my friend Mona, aka my lucky travel buddy for the wackadoo awesome Nextpedition, that was her experience Numero Uno. So much so, she wrote me a Christmas ditty as thanks. I just had to share... And you can, too. The trips made our Holiday Gift Guide as an Essential Travel Product. --JUSTIN

 

12 DAYS OF NEXTPEDITION

On the first day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
a vague packing list to see.

On the second day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
two biz class tickets to Barça,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the third day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
three hot ass bellboys at the W,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the fourth day of Nextpedtion,
AmEx gave to me,
four hours on a Vespa,
three hot ass bellboys,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the fifth day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
five... plates.... of... taaa-paas (at Pla!), 
four hours on a Vespa,
three hot ass bellboys,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

 


Ed note: As 2011 lays its head and goes down to sleep, it's time for that venerable tradition of Year-End Lists. And for my friend Mona, aka my lucky travel buddy for the wackadoo awesome Nextpedition, that was her experience Numero Uno. So much so, she wrote me a Christmas ditty as thanks. I just had to share... And you can, too. The trips made our Holiday Gift Guide as an Essential Travel Product. --JUSTIN

 

12 DAYS OF NEXTPEDITION

On the first day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
a vague packing list to see.

On the second day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
two biz class tickets to Barça,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the third day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
three hot ass bellboys at the W,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the fourth day of Nextpedtion,
AmEx gave to me,
four hours on a Vespa,
three hot ass bellboys,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

On the fifth day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me,
five... plates.... of... taaa-paas (at Pla!), 
four hours on a Vespa,
three hot ass bellboys,
two biz class tickets,
and a vague packing list to see.

 

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(you get the point)
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On the twelfth day of Nextpedition,
AmEx gave to me, 
twelve more travel signs to plan for next year,
eleven rolls of film developed,
ten melancholy hours flying home,
nine whiskey sodas in Bastille hipster bars,
eight (bajillion) steps to climb in Montmartre, 
seven heroes buried in Pere LaChaise,
six hours to get to our Paris hotel,
and five... plates.... of... taaa-paas (at Pla!), 
four hours on a Vespa, 
three hot ass bellboys, 
two biz class tickets, 
and a... vague.... pack-ing... list... to... see......!

Huzzah!

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