Because I just fell off the potato truck

A couple weeks ago while looking for something to fill the hours on a cold early spring day, we visited the RV show at the Civic Center. We had an enjoyable afternoon, looking at campers, watching people and collecting free candy. Later in the week we had a message on the answering machine from a local RV park, telling us our entry had been drawn and we won a third place prize of 5 days and 4 nights free in their resort. "Yay we won something!" I called the number they left to get more information and they confirmed that we had in fact won an absolutely free stay, tent camping was fine too. The place looked pretty good on their web sight and I was stoked. They have a pool, activities for the kids and a freaking waterslide. Sweet! They made us an appointment to take a tour and pick up our certificate. Warning lights starting to flash. We made arrangements for somebody to watch the kids for a couple hours so we could take a little road trip to check this deal out. A little bit of Mommy Daddy time is always a treat anyway. At the very least, we would be able to eat dinner somewhere without having to cut up someone else's food or apologize to the next table. We had a nice day to take a drive, warm weather, dry roads and light traffic. The resort was a nice place, it sort of reminds me of a place my aunt has in Farwell. A private gated campground. We have family reunions there. We went into the office to check in, the receptionist was pleased we were early for our appointment. Warning lights flashing faster. We were seated in a comfortable lounge and given a short questionnaire to complete, then we went to another office where an upbeat, clean cut kid seated us at a table to "tell us a bit about what they had to offer." Warning lights out of control, buzzer is deafening. This is a timeshare pitch. What this snake oil salesman didn't know is that I get bombarded by several sales pitches a week at work. People come to call trying to sell me everything from cleaning products to light bulbs to electronic thermal image detection devices. They show up with donuts, flashlights, hats and coupons, or they show up while I'm on my way to lunch and ask they can buy me lunch. They send pretty young women and likeable old men. They all want the same thing, to be included in my budget. This timeshare sales pitch was pretty slick too, the guy spent 2 hours explaining how excited he was to be able to offer our young family a chance to have a lifetime of quality vacations for what we would spend on vacations for 5 years. This was such a good deal, we had to make a decision on the spot. Only $9K and $400 a year for a lifetime of recreation that was available 24/7 365 days a year. "OK, let me take this piece of straw out of my mouth and sign!"
Beaver Creek seems like a nice place and I look forward to spending 5 days there this summer. I hope there are no more strings attached.