TheVacationSaver.com Does It Backwards

Written by Jackie Moniot


January 19, 2005, Norfolk, VA – This month, TheVacationSaver.com is expanding torepparttar print arena with TheVacationSaver.com magazine, which shall contain full-page ads for a small number of resorts. TheVacationSaver.com magazine will complementrepparttar 133948 website and is scheduled to hit stores later this month. A recent Webtrends statistic from January 2005 shows that TheVacationSaver.com website has already been visited by over 80,000 unique visitors . Those numbers are expected to increase uponrepparttar 133949 advent of TheVacationSaver.com magazine.

TheVacationSaver.com magazine will be distributed in over 250 Wal-Marts and other select retailers throughoutrepparttar 133950 eastern U.S. With an average weekly walk-through rate of more than 119,000 shoppers with an average household income of $62,500, Wal-Mart offers resort managersrepparttar 133951 largest lead base of high quality prospects. TheVacationSaver.com website and magazine together will strive to upholdrepparttar 133952 positive image and degree of success that is expected of every other Trader Electronic Media company.

Forrepparttar 133953 first time ever, Trader Electronic Media (TEM) has initiated a website beforerepparttar 133954 publication of its corresponding magazine. Trader Publishing’s magazines have always been springboards for Internet websites like CycleTrader.com, ForRent.com and HarmonHomes.com. However, TheVacationSaver.com is starting with a different approach. This business is swimming againstrepparttar 133955 current by debuting TheVacationSaver.com magazine afterrepparttar 133956 launch ofrepparttar 133957 website.

TheVacationSaver.com recently launched in August 2004 as a website that connects resort managers to prospective timeshare buyers by advertising inexpensive vacation specials. This website’s vacation deals were originally featured on a subsidiary page of TimeShareSaver.com, which TEM launched in 2003. Due torepparttar 133958 enormous response of visitors to this page, it was discovered that advertising vacation offers is a lucrative business andrepparttar 133959 decision was made to create a business to accommodate those online travelers.

Side-Tripping in Montana

Written by Anita Paul


Nightlife in Big Sky, Montana is more exciting than you would think. Especially for a pair of happy-go-lucky California girls in town just forrepparttar heck of it, on a spur-of-the-moment vacation in search of a Western adventure. Notrepparttar 133947 kind of west-coast adventure you’d find on a sunny San Diego beach covered with half-nude bodies dripping with SPF 15 tanning lotion. Orrepparttar 133948 kind you’d find on a Big Bear ski slope watching bikini babes race downrepparttar 133949 black diamond hills with sun screen-covered noses.

This vacation was more of a “good girls” version of Thelma and Louise hittingrepparttar 133950 open highway to see what we could see. With no concrete plans, no hotel reservations and no idea what to expect, we arrived in Billings, grabbed a few visitors brochures and decided to at least try to visit Bozeman, Big Sky and Yellowstone National Park.

After one night’s stay in Bozeman at a lovely bed and breakfast and a breathtaking hikerepparttar 133951 day before up to Fairy Lake—a peaceful, secluded lake surrounded by tall pines and absolutely no noise at all—we awoke torepparttar 133952 sight of a light snowfall (a real treat for Southern Californians),repparttar 133953 smell of Canadian bacon andrepparttar 133954 bark ofrepparttar 133955 inn keeper’s golden retriever, Bailey. It was time to hitrepparttar 133956 road.

Our drive through Bozeman traced past charming little antique shops, down-home diners, andrepparttar 133957 usual small town sights, then torepparttar 133958 outskirts of town. After a few stops to check out some antiques, and about two hours later, my girlfriend and I found ourselves inrepparttar 133959 friendly town of Big Sky feeling like two fish out of water, but ready to breathe in some more of that smog-free air through our gills and get to knowrepparttar 133960 place—if only for a few days.

Our inquiries as to where to find some adventure in this ski town duringrepparttar 133961 off season led us torepparttar 133962 horse stables for some Western-style sight seeing. A two-hour horseback ride guided by a real-life cowboy was a challenge for my tender hind parts, but I had to tough it out because my friend,repparttar 133963 experienced rider that she is, struck up a friendly conversation with our trail guide (need I say, “flirting”). And besides that,repparttar 133964 views fromrepparttar 133965 trail were unreal. I felt like I was riding through a scene fromrepparttar 133966 old TV show Big Valley.

After a much-needed soak in a deep tub of hot water overflowing with bubbles (literally) in our cozy room atrepparttar 133967 Rainbow Ranch Lodge, I perked up and my travel buddy and I trekked down to a little restaurant onrepparttar 133968 side ofrepparttar 133969 road that servedrepparttar 133970 freshest, most tender beef we’d ever eaten this side of … well, anyplace. When one ofrepparttar 133971 locals, a handsome “Marlboro Man” type seated on a barstool, kindly invited us to drop byrepparttar 133972 local watering hole, Staci’s Old Faithful Bar,repparttar 133973 next night for a little Western hospitality and a lesson in how to really two-step, we knew we couldn’t miss that opportunity.

Sorepparttar 133974 next night, we hopped in our Subaru Outback (we had to “look”repparttar 133975 part of locals, right) and headed downrepparttar 133976 dark two-lane highway very slowly so as not to accidentally encounter one of those deer we were warned to beware of fromrepparttar 133977 road signs posted every twenty paces. The fear of killing Bambi was ever in our consciousness. As my friend drove tentatively, I sat anxiously with eyes wide open ready to scream, “Stop!” atrepparttar 133978 first sight of anything that remotely looked like a darling deer ready to prance in front of our rental car. Talk about stress!

As we neared our destination and noticedrepparttar 133979 flickering red neon sign out front andrepparttar 133980 rickety wood-framed screen door smack shut behind a few cowboys, doubt set in big time. Suddenly we weren’t so sure we should be there. Would we be safe? What if something happened to us, who would know? Yes, safety was a concern. But that’s why two crazed, adventurous minds are better than one. So we threw caution torepparttar 133981 wind, took a deep breath and headed into Staci’s. Remember that scene fromrepparttar 133982 movie comedy 48-Hours when Eddie Murphy steps into a country/western bar andrepparttar 133983 whole room screeches to a halt. Well, just keep that in mind. I don’t think I have ever felt more aware of my being than at that moment when my curly, blonde-haired friend and I, an African American woman, walked into that bar. All eyes on us, we tried to look like we “belonged” there. And to our credit we were cool as cucumbers—onrepparttar 133984 outside.

As we strolled over torepparttar 133985 only two empty barstools, I felt as if we were moving in slow motion—and so wererepparttar 133986 hundred or so pairs of eyes that followed us. Evenrepparttar 133987 cigarette smoke swirls were flowing throughrepparttar 133988 air like low fog hovering over a still country pond inrepparttar 133989 early morning. But once we sat down,repparttar 133990 room quickly returned to its previous lively condition and we were able to exhale. Whew,repparttar 133991 hard part was over.

I must say, our cowboy bar experience was chock full of interesting sights—a live band talented enough to make it torepparttar 133992 second round of Star Search, dancing couples proficient inrepparttar 133993 latest country/western and dirty dancing moves, photos of local rodeo celebrities who had visited Staci’s, even a lively bartender who could whip up a drink inrepparttar 133994 blink of an eye.

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