Lessons from my first European golf vacation

A trip of a lifetime (and a trip home to forget).

James Colgan

Dear Mom,

I hope you haven’t killed me by the time you’re reading this, but if you have, I can’t say I’m surprised. Actually, I think I support the decision.

It’s just about dinnertime where you are right now. Or at least I think it is. Sometime earlier this afternoon, I left the wifi bubble at Edinburgh Airport with the promise I’d let you know as soon as I landed in Amsterdam, the connecting stop on my trip home to New York. Now it is several hours later, and my spectacular European adventure has been replaced by a torrent of disaster. 

As I write this, I’m jammed into the unreasonably narrow “window” seat of a wide-bodied KLM plane that, for some reason, has no window. My left shoulder is plastered against the plastic cabin siding, but it’s no use — my body is still too large for this seat. With each keystroke, my right elbow pokes into the ribcage of a poor mother from Washington, D.C. whose only fault in this ordeal is finding herself in the middle seat next to my own. Three gate agents have assured me that in roughly 10 hours, this plane will land at Atlanta Hartsfield International Airport, some 900 miles from my intended destination. As of this moment, I know concerningly little else. I do not have a return flight booked to New York. The clock on my phone and the one on my computer read two different times. The plane wifi — which I have paid $45 for the privilege of figuring out the rest of my way home — is currently disconnected. Will it turn back on in time to coerce Delta into a seat on this evening’s final flight to New York? The closest I’ve come to an answer is a very polite Dutch shrug from my flight attendant. If that weren’t enough, the luggage containing, conservatively, 85 percent of my earthly belongings is more lost than I am, perhaps likely never

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Important getaway destination proposed for SITLA land earlier eyed for desert golf course in Kanab

Serious estate growth has grow to be the trust’s primary moneymaker below the leadership of David Ure, who retires in March.

(Courtesy image by Kane County Drinking water Conservancy District) Retired Utah lawmaker Mike Noel proposes setting up a luxurious golf training course at this internet site outside of Kanab on condition-owned land beside Jackson Flat Reservoir. The Utah College and Institutional Belief Lands Administration is alternatively anticipated to lover with developers to construct a major vacation vacation spot on this land.

A point out-owned parcel retired Utah lawmaker Mike Noel hoped to sculpt into a luxurious golf system in Kanab will instead be created into a dense trip hotspot referred to as Mineral Village underneath a proposed development lease likely just before the Utah University and Institutional Believe in Lands Administration (SITLA) board next 7 days.

The bold actual estate advancement, which defeat out Noel’s desire of a spot links-style course, was retained beneath wraps till this 7 days when SITLA workers posted the agenda for the board’s Jan. 20 meeting.

Design is projected to take 15 years and the progress is expected to crank out $15.7 million for the point out.

Occupying 101 acres just south of Jackson Flat Reservoir, Mineral Village would include a 128-area hotel, 200 family vacation rentals and 137 a lot for one-loved ones properties, in accordance to the proposal submitted by Mountain West Development Group, a small identified agency registered to a Bountiful tackle.

A concept left at the firm’s office environment Wednesday was not returned.

Noel had hired acclaimed golf architect David McLay Kidd to layout the training course, which would have been created by the Kane County Water Conservancy District — which Noel has headed for decades — and operated in partnership with the county and the city of Kanab. Many Kanab citizens opposed the strategy for the reason that of its major reliance on community cash that they say could be superior used on matters other than a golf class several locals would use.

But in the close, it was SITLA’s

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