A Bus Tour

Cliff and I have been doing a little vacation dreaming today.  We have been planning to see Glacier National Park this summer, by hook or by crook.  Boy, that's a long drive.  I don't drive, which leaves it up to Cliff.  Of course I read aloud to him, so I do help to pass the time in that way.  

Today I asked him what he thought about a bus tour.  That way he'd be able to gawk along with me at all the beauty of the mountains.  He seemed mildly interested, so I did some online research.  Caravan Tours has what appears to cover an area we would enjoy visiting.  It's mostly in Canada, so we'd have to get a passport.  
For the two of us, it would cost about $2,400.  That includes hotels and most meals.  
But we would be responsible for getting ourselves to Calgary.  That's another $1,000.  Oh, we have the funds.  I'm thinking about selling my hot tub, which would help the cause immensely.  We don't use it as often as we used to, and I want to see Glacier National Park.  We'd be selling it for a third of what we paid, but we've had a lot of fun with it.      
Anyway.  For a once-in-a-lifetime adventure, it's doable, with or without the hot tub in the deal.  
Cliff is concerned about switching planes on the way.  I assured him that on my many flights to chat room reunions across the country, I never came close to missing a plane.  That's because I am willing to approach anybody who appears to be employed at the airport to inquire how to get to my plane.  One time I was escorted by a janitor to my proper waiting spot at the far end of some gigantic airport.  True story.    
My main concern is figuring out the proper timing so that our flight reaches Calgary at the right time for us to connect with the tour group at the hotel.   
I don't know if we'll end up doing this or not, but it's fun thinking about it.  A person needs something nice to dream about on these cold winter evenings.