NASSAU, Bahamas — I watched television from the shower the other day.
That’s all you need to know about the comforts of Atlantis, a resort in the Bahamas.
I’ve seen towels folded in the shape of swans, men picking up trash on the beach and countless people whose sole job, it appears, is to tell you “Good morning” or “Have a nice day.”
The pampering isn’t cheap.
A Coke costs $2.45 and a bottle of water is twice that.
The glimpse into paradise is courtesy of my wife’s company, whose generosity is boundless. We may not ever be able to make it back.
If we do, I’d like to see the sun, which hid the whole time we were here.