I totally get that—sometimes, the timing and the company matter more than the destination itself. Hawaii sounds like it would’ve been an incredible trip, but if your heart wasn’t in it without Bill, then it makes sense. I still have a dream destination—Siquijor, in the Philippines. It’s got that mix of beaches, adventure, and a mystical vibe. If I ever go, I’d love to stay at the best resort in Siquijor. Do you think if the right opportunity came up, you’d ever feel that travel itch again?