Poppy has enough self-awareness to recognize her privilege but is still sad. She has an apartment in New York City and is basically living the dream. Poppy writes for an ‘aspirational’ travel magazine, which not only pays her a large salary but also sends her on multiple luxury all-expenses-paid vacations every year. The protagonist and narrator of the story, a young woman named Poppy, is ridiculously privileged yet still manages to feel sorry for herself. With its friends-to-lovers/opposites attract tropes and slow build, this book has a When Harry Met Sally feel to it with a bit more angst.
This is the experience I had with People We Meet On Vacation, a book I ended up loving even though I almost didn’t make it past the first few chapters. However, after a certain transitional period, the vacation would become enjoyable, perhaps even emotionally meaningful and moving. Back when we used to take vacations (sigh, those wild pre-Covid days, how fun-filled they were…) they often began badly, what with trying to get packed in time and flying in coach and all the other bother of getting from one place to another.
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