Ironic

The most memorable vacation times are those spent with people. Some people just click with you.

Scenes and actions are wonderful (except possibly the white-knuckle times) too, but something about those click times is amazing.

Sometimes, when driving by a town, it occurs to me that somewhere in that town are some men and women with whom we could spend a joyful few days, who we do not know and almost certainly will never meet in this life.

I wish there were a way to meet them.