Before going to Cancun for Spring Break with my wife, daughter and daughter's friend, I spent a lot of time searching Luxury Link, Trip Adviser, and other travel websites to find the ideal hotel for our stay. We had never been to the Yucatan and I wanted this to be the perfect vacation. I had found a room for the last few nights of our trip, but not the first four. Unfortunately, I was having a very difficult time finding a hotel that offered what we wanted. There seemed to be something wrong with ever hotel. Either it wasn't located in an area where we wanted to stay, it was too expensive, the room wasn't big enough for four of us, etc.

Two weeks before leaving, I still didn't have a room for our first four nights and I was getting worried. After all, it can be very difficult to find a decent hotel in Cancun over Spring Break. One day, while doing my almost daily perusing of the Luxury Link listings, I noticed a package at Casa Turquesa, offering a suite with ocean view, welcome drink, free bottle of tequila and fruit bowl, breakfast every morning and two massages. Not only that, but the hotel was located on a quiet portion of the strip, far from the vacationing college kids. The only problem was that I had to buy two packages because the hotel would not allow all of us to stay in one room. Besides, having all of us in the room would have been uncomfortable and not very romantic.

The auction was supposed to end in two or three days when I found the package, so I thought that I would wait until just before closing to place my bid. No sense in driving up the price. Unfortunately, there was a problem with the Luxury Link website for a few days and I wasn't able to bid on the package and lost it. Now I was getting very nervous. I called Luxury Link and asked them how many more Casa Turquesa packages they were going to offer and I was told that there were three more. The next day, the identical package appeared. I placed my bid at the last minute and got it for the minimum price. Now all I had to do was buy the second package. If I didn't succeed, then two of us would have a place to stay, but two wouldn't. For four days, I impatiently watched as the time disappeared on the second package. Suddenly, someone else submitted the minimum bid. Now I was frantic. I didn't want to get into a bidding war with another person because I absolutely had to buy the package. I was leaving in less than a week and I didn't want to have three angry ladies on my hands. With trepidation, I placed my bid and watched as the clock reset and added five additional minutes to the auction. The seconds slowly ticked away. Five, four, three, two, one. The auction was finally over and I was now the proud owner of that second package.