The itch to travel - the urge to see nothing in front of me but open road. And in hand, a book of plans, or a list of must-sees. To the right (or left), a willing passenger - hopefully as excited (if not more!) to take a journey leading to the coordinates of the place where (we think) we’re headed, with stops along the way. The ability to exist happily and live passionately where you are with what you have, with whoever’s by your side.