Beware the Shiny Upgrade
Credit: Jill Wellington/Pixabay My mother-in-law was a game, world traveler who liked her creature comforts. She’d have ridden a camel through the desert in the hot North African sun as long she could stay at the Ritz Carlton that night. In a room with a view. My vacation plans aren’t quite as luxurious and exotic, although I do appreciate room service breakfast, sheets with a high thread count, and fluffy terry cloth robes... and occasionally good luck falls into my lap. “A seat with your name on it just opened up in First Class.” Hallelujah. “We’re relocating you to a corner suite.” There is a God, after all. “It’s your birthday! How 'bout a complimentary Molten Chocolate Lava Cake?!” Duh. You’d think I’d be grateful, ecstatic even, about the swanky rental car I scored on a recent trip, but here’s a travel tip: Some luxury upgrades are just, well, “extra” – and not in a good way. I checked in online the day before in the interest of ...