Vacations

I was on vacation last week. "Where did I go?" Well my friend, that is a question I am asked every time, as I am sure you are if you have ever taken one. What really happens on a vacation? If you go somewhere interesting you might have some pictures, if you go to Vegas or Thailand you might come back with a disease, if you go to a beach you might have a tan. What do all of these things have in common? They are physical evidence of being somewhere else.
So, after getting back from vacation and talking with those who didn't go with you, in a few weeks, when the pictures are put in some box to be lost forever, got the cure(s), or let the tan fade, what do you have? Memories.

So, what if you instead went nowhere, but sat around an envisioned yourself as having gone somewhere, then what would you have? Memories.

Comparing the two, it seems that the only thing you get is memories, and you can make your memories much better than the actual event. In your ideal vacation, is anyone rude? Is there a screaming baby next to you on a 20 hour flight? Has your luggage be lost or worse yet, come down the baggage collection chute at the airport all beaten up with all of your sex toys hanging out for all to see? Probably not.

This question I pose to you: why travel? Why not just take a vacation in your mind? Go somewhere others bound by mundane physical reality can never go! In the end, you will have better memories, and that is all you will ever have, memories.

-Edward

PS So where did I go? A place beyond words, a place I could never describe to anyone who was never there. I went to me. and Applebee's.