Here’s the transcript of my call to U.S. Bank on my Radisson cards which I planned on keeping regardless of the annual fee (see Keep vs. Cancel: US Bank Radisson).
Me: I have an annual fee on my Radisson personal for $75, a $2 interest fee, and a $28 late fee. I would like those fees removed.
Agent: No problem.
Me: Thank you. Can you transfer me to the business side?
Agent: Sure.
New Agent: How can I help you?
Me: I have an annual fee, interest fee, and late fee. I would like those fees removed.
Agent. Sure, no problem.
Me: Thank you.
Thank you to reader ‘Phil’ for letting me know that he called and received a retention bonus from U.S. Bank. Like Phil, I never put a spend on the card. Unlike Phil, my request was immediately granted. Can banks stay this nice beyond COVID? I like free.
I took the train from Moscow to St. Petersburg. That was excellent (see Take the Train to St. Petersburg!). There is no train from Russia to Cyprus. There is a direct flight on S7 Airlines to Larnaca after a stop in Moscow. While not as romantic as the train and not as convenient as the train, it was only $125 to go from LED-DME-LCA.
As for the flight, I expected more from a One World partner, but what could I expect when I’m riding peasant? Here are the dazzling photos:
But what can I do given that I am hiding in my basement (see NYC Twice: A Recap of My 2020 Travels) too scared to come out and see my shadow (see Punxsutawney TPOL)? The answer is obvious. Perfect my golf game, buy a mobile fitness studio, and broadcast it all from my beautiful home in Rio Mar, Puerto Rico. There was only one problem. Who would film the reality of how badly I play at golf and how imperfect my gym form is? The answer is Skydio 2, a drone that needs no pilot. And now, after months of waiting, it is on its way to me (via New York). In the groundhog year of 2021, I am ready to defy my old thinking (see TPOL’s Way Out of Poverty Is Not Vlogging) and emerge as the most famous vlogger, golfer, and bodybuilder of all time.
The good days of eating and drinking in St. Petersburg had to end (see Guns & Butter: St. Petersburg Travel Guide). I went to the S7 Lounge and used my Priority Pass for a final taste of Russia. The views from the lounge were better than the food, which was a mashed selection of nothing that looked that delicious.
I originally thought that international travel would be possible in November of last year. Then I moved my prediction to spring of this year. Now I’m thinking it won’t be until October. But once it happens, I will have the status needed to enjoy it fully.
The W St Petersburg is now the SO Sofitel. But that wasn’t always the case. It used to be a W, a brand that I love to hate, but can’t help to stay (see The W Scottsdale: Too Cool to Care & The W Hollywood: Unwelcome Even on Your Birthday). What makes W a W? Indifferent service of course. That impersonal, inconsistent treatment was on full display at the W St. Petersburg. On the one hand, I was given a great suite. On the other, I was refused late checkout.
Mood when I arrivedMood five minutes later
From the Outside
Unlike the W Barcelona, this W was hidden among the beautiful buildings of St. Petersburg.
To the Inside
Say what you will about the cold treatment at W Hotels, there’s still a buzz in their eclectic lobbies.
Veuve
Though I was not treated like royalty at the front desk, I was treated like a celebrity at the rooftop patio. From vodka tasting to champagne, I soon remembered why I enjoy the W brand.
Thankfully, some of my friends and family have been vaccinated. It’s one less thing I have to worry about in this endless stream of shit. As sincerely happy as I am for each and every one of them, I have to publicly denounce their insistence on saying how lucky they are to have been vaccinated. No one should feel guilty for being given the gift of peace of mind. Eventually, everyone who wants a vaccine will receive a vaccine. Sound familiar?
Having said that, I don’t want to hear about their anxiety about if and when they will receive their booster shot. My arm is still waiting for the first dose of Sputnik.