80's

The dear, sweet 80's have become so special to us in the last 10 years or so. I mean, I love the 80's a hell of a lot more now, than I did when I was actually existing in the 80's.

That distasteful decade brought us some really snazzy marketing tactics, and I think that in many way, the modern conjoinulation really came of age back then.
Then again, that is clearly just how I see it, since I really didn't see anything much at all before the 80's.

Nevertheless, (nevertheless is a brilliant word, in't? - 3 words in one!) let me continue my tedious monologue (it's great - I'm writing, so no one can talk over top of me) by talking about Motels.

Yeah, Motels were around long before the 80's, but don't they just scream 'budget 80's family holiday'? (either that, or as the pic would suggest, seedy rent-by-the-hour vibraty-bed dodginess - though in my experience mostly the former - mostly, I say). There's a reason it's a 'motor hotel' and not a 'chauffer driven hotel' (chautel?)...

Writing of '...-tels' reminds me of another favourite of mine, and intrinsically linked to the 80's, I think - The Floatel - gloriously, huge, white, shiny, ridiculous looking cruise ships. I don't know about you, good reader, but when I think Floatel, I think The Love Boat, and when I think The Love Boat, clearly I think 80's.
I saw some of the most monstrous floatels in existence in Acapulco, and damn! you shoulda seen the leathery hides of the punters shuffling off them things! Oh how we laughed.

I can't mention the 80's without mentioning Telethon (Television Marathon) - those crummy fundraising events we used to get (I have to admit) wicked excited about - mostly, I think, because we got to stay up all night watching tv, even if it was possibly the worst tele ever made on the spot and with no imagination - good cause and all, well, I'm sure it was, what I was, I'm sure I don't know.
I just looked it up and supposedly New Zealand was holding telethon's thru the 70's and 80's and up until 1990. Sheesh!
They must've slipped by me.