So I said to my shrink, "You know what's a great place for a recovering alcoholic? Vegas." At first, she insisted there were better places for me. Like the Cayman Islands, or Barbados. But I insisted, and she realized her mistake with the help of an impressive check and a bottle of very expensive port.
That said, the view from this bungalow is great. I can lay in bed and watch all the pretty bunnies get some sun.