It must have been
someone else.  It couldn't have been me doing
“Crazy Signs” on that Club Med dance floor. After a leisurely
five-course meal at Le Serrac, La Plagne 2100's
specialty restaurant, I was shamelessly “Stayin' Alive” with my
new international friends. Several bottles of Moet before a main
course, several bottles of a silky St. Emilion through the cheese
course, and several shots of genepie, the local
chartreuse liqueur, may have had something to do with my wild
dancing.

It was my first day
on a Club
Med village. Months before, surfing the net in my cubicle,
I'd often planned elaborate Club Med getaways in faraway
villages, but I'd never actually pulled the
trigger. ...