Suzanne Harrington: Povhols make me a flypocrite. What to do?

Over the years, I have perfected the povhol — the poverty holiday, or travel on a shoestring. While the rare opportunity arises to go five-star luxe, it’s always for work; the places I am sometimes sent to write about are the kind of places where, in real life, I could not afford a glass of water.

In real life, such places — while fun to visit as a travel-writing fly on the sumptuous wall — would have little in common with my preferred kind of travel.