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COOL TRAVEL
MAIL'S
TRAVEL TIPS
Tips and Advice for the Seasoned and Armchair Traveler
Alike!
http://www.CoolTravelMail.comTuesday,
Oct. 1, 2002
They call around dinnertime with offers that sound too
good
to believe.
Discounted hotel rooms!
Complimentary meals!
Cut-rate event tickets!
Free cash!!!!
All you need to do,
the breathless salesperson at the other
end of the line says, is sit through
a short sales pitch
for a timeshare condominium.
It's the kind of
call I usually brush off with the same
polite efficiency I use with
telemarketers and the guy
from the phone company who reminds me that my
payment is
a day late.
This time, however, in the interest of
research for this
newsletter, my wife and I decided to take up the offer and
see what timeshare vacation giveaways are really about.
We had a lot
of fun, saved a chunk of money and got back
home without taking out another
mortgage.
It was not, however, easy.
ONE-TIME-ONLY
HAPPENS A LOT
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First, for those of you who
pooh-pooh the concept of
timeshare travel, don't dismiss it out of hand.
Timesharing
is huge.
While the rest of the travel and hospitality
industry are
still suffering the double-whammy of economic recession and
the war on terrorism, the timeshare industry continues to
grow.
According to the American Resort Development
Association, timesharing is a
$4 billion-a-year industry.
That said, there are a lot of pros and cons
to weigh when
deciding if this is a travel option for you. The best way
to start a discussion of those is probably to share our
experience:
Our deal was with Fairfield Resorts, which bills itself
as
the world's leading provider of resort and vacation
"products". It's
a subsidiary of Cendant Corp., which owns
Resort Condominiums International
(RCI), the largest
timeshare exchange company in the world.
This was
the initial offer: Two nights in Williamsburg, Va.,
for $99, a complimentary
breakfast, free dinner and $30
cash, just for sitting through a 90-minute
sales
presentation. The catch - and the refrain that was to become
a
theme for the whole experience - was that I had to decide
right then and
there. That decision required giving them my
credit card
number.
Yeah, right.
It's the basic law of haggling - never
believe it when
they say one-time-only offer.
When I balked, the
deal quickly changed to THREE nights
for $99 and a book of coupons for deals
on Williamsburg
attractions like Busch Gardens and many of the nearby
historic plantations.
When I continued to hesitate, the caller agreed
to put me
in touch with a manager and I got a one-day extension for
my
"one-time-only" decision.
That was important, because it gave me time to
do enough
research to determine that the company was legitimate. I
called Fairfield's headquarters in Tennesee and confirmed
that they
were, in fact, running a promotion in line with
what my caller had
described.
The next day, a sales manager called me back. I traded my
Visa number for a promise of a package of detailed
information and a
15-day window, during which I could
change my mind. They shuffled me to two
more reservation
people who confirmed the information and helped convince
me that I wasn't dealing with a scam artist.
We took our trip a month
later.
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OUR
TIMESHARE TRAVAIL
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When we got to Williamsburg, we
had to drive through one of
Fairfield's condominium resorts. It was pretty:
ponds and
trees and ducks. But it also had the vinyl-siding
atmosphere
of a suburban housing project.
They booked us at the Sheraton, which was
nice, and located
across the street from Historic Williamsburg. For those
unfamiliar with the place, Historic Williamsburg is a
sprawling
recreation of colonial-era buildings populated
by interpreters who
play the parts of long-dead original
residents. If you have any interest in
history at all,
it's very cool.
Our timeshare talk was scheduled for
1 p.m. on our first
full day there. Having a commitment smack in the middle
of
the day was a huge inconvenience, but Fairfield got lucky:
It rained.
Because of that, I wasn't sullen and resentful
when my wife and I joined the
room full of bargain-hunting
travelers in Fairfield's glass-walled
headquarters.
It was a true melting pot. There were retirees in golf
shirts, young parents with squirming and screaming children,
couples
talking quietly and glancing at their wristwatches.
Several folks told us
from the start they were not
interested in buying and had erected mental
blinders and
earplugs to protect them from the upcomming pitch. One
couple said they brought their twin babies so the sales
rep would want
to get rid of them as quickly as possible.
But not us. We were on a
fact-finding mission.
Our sales rep was an incredibly friendly,
seemingly
genuine, instantly likeable young man named Bobby.
He sat us down, outlined the Fairfield patented "point
system" and
showed us a brochure of hundreds of luxurious
units around the world we
could exchange our Williamsburg
timeshare for. Then he penciled out how,
over the course
of 10 years, it would be much cheaper to make monthly
payments on a timeshare than to pay for two weeks at a
hotel during an
annual family vacation.
This is how it works: When you buy a Fairfield
timeshare,
you get a deed entitling you to a certain amount of time
per
year at a specific resort. Unlike traditional timeshare
arrangements,
however, the unit you buy carries a certain
number of points. These points
can be traded for time in
units in Orlando, Nashville, Myrtle Beach or
dozens of
other Fairfield resort locations. For a fee, you can trade
for
units in Europe and beyond.
He took us on a tour of their newest
Williamsburg resort,
which was impressive. Big kitchens, big TVs, big beds,
privacy for adults, pools and playgrounds for the kids.
There were
exercise rooms and massage rooms, bike trails
and a putting green.
During the whole thing, the conversation was relaxed and
without
sales pressure. For travelers like us, who are
interested in visiting
different places as often as
possible, the concept was
intriguing.
The folks who'd made up their minds in the waiting room
walked by us on their way out. They escaped within the hour
and a half
promised.
We, however, had shown interest.
Our conversation
dragged on for two hours, then three.
Throughout the presentation, Bobby
kept politely reminding
us that the deal was a one-time only thing. We had
to commit
to the deal, sign a purchase agreement, TODAY, or the
special,
super-duper, can't-believe-we're-letting-it-go-this-
cheap price he'd been
quoting would vanish.
We kept saying, politely, that it wasn't the kind
of
decision you make on a whim. As we refused to budge, the
downpayment
required dropped from $3,000 to $600. In the
end, we cheerfully agreed to
walk away from the bargain of
a lifetime, but promised to look into it as a
possible
future investment.
Bobby shook our hands and took us down
for our "exit
interview", after which we would receive the cash and
the
coupons, etc.
That's when the tone changed.
Because we had sat
through more than the minimum
presentation, we were treated to another, less
pleasant,
salesperson, who was an expert in the art of the hard sell.
I
don't remember her name. We'll just call her ... The
Dragon Lady. (For the
rest of this newsletter, every time
you read that name, imagine a dramatic
clap of thunder and
a lighting strike outside your window.)
The
Dragon Lady started out nice, in an obviously fake sort
of way, and reduced
the price of the condominium and the
monthly payments even further. The
deal, she promised us,
was the absolute best anybody could do anywhere in
the known
universe and we'd be foolish not to jump on it.
I mentioned
wanting time to look at the payment as part of
the overall family budget.
Dragon Lady scoffed at the idea
that we might not be able to afford
it.
I mentioned other financial commitments and wanting to make
sure
we had money for things like our oldest son's college
tuition and our
younger kids' Christmas presents. Dragon
Lady assured us that giving them
the legacy of a timeshare
would be more valuable, and more appreciated, than
any
"crap" we could wrap up and put under the tree.
I started to get
angry. I told her we were ready to go.
Dragon Lady, who mistakenly
perceived that my wife was more
taken with the concept than I was,
immediately pounced on
her.
"Your wife obviously thinks you should
do this. How can you
do this to her?"
That was it. The high-pressure,
divide-and-conquer tactic
backfired. We left in a huff, feeling used and
angry. We
still got our cash and our coupons, but we were exhausted.
Luckily, it was nothing that a nice dinner and a few
glasses of wine
- compliments of Fairfield - couldn't cure.
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CALLING ALL CONDO
OWNERS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That's our experience. All in all, I'd say
it was worth it.
Our mistake was showing interest from the start. That
marked us for the professional sales hit men that the
nice guys on the
floor were feeding. Had we kept our
heads down and just kept shaking them
no, we would have
been out in time for Thomas Jefferson's 3:30 p.m.
address at the Kimball Theater.
Despite the hard sell, timeshareing
as a travel option
remains an intriguing option. Next week, I'd like to
explore some of the pros and cons of seeing the world
through timeshare
exchange programs and take a look at
what's available out there.
In
the meantime, I'd like to hear about your timeshare
experiences.
Have you bought into the concept and found it's the best
investment
you ever made? Or are you regretting the day
you signed on the dotted line?
Let me know what you
think, the lessons you've learned, and what works and
what doesn't. I'll make sure we can all learn from it.
As always, you
can reach me by email at
pierce@shagmail.com
Thanks again for reading. I've been wanting to spout
off
about the Dragon Lady for some time now.
Your Tipmeister,
Pierce