The very best vacation I could imagine would involve the participation of people who are no longer alive, to destinations that no longer exist as they once did. If I could have the very best vacation I could imagine, it would be my travel companions that would make it the best vacation ever. The destination would almost be beside the point. But here's where we would go:
Vienna in the 1900's.
Barcelona in the 1910's
Buenos Aires in the 1920's.
Beirut in the 1930's.
Havana in the 1940's.
Tangier in the 1950's.
London in the 1960's.
Rio de Janeiro in the 1970's.
I would love to travel through Europe to India and Pakistan (yes, I know it's a bit of a dodgy journey these days once you get past Turkey). From India I'd like to go to Japan, and from there to Australia and New Zealand. Then I'd stop off in Hawaii, then on to North America, and I'd tour Canada, the USA and Mexico.
I'm eyeing an Alaskan cruise/rail combination trip, with a couple days in Seattle before and a week in Vegas to warm up after, with an overnight side trip to the Grand Canyon (Jon's never been), including a helicopter ride to the bottom.
I've promised Jon New Orleans first, though. No hardship there -- I love New Orleans (I've been once before), and with a bourbon and oyster bar on every corner, it was made for Jon.
Other trips I'd love (and hope) to take: England/Ireland/Amsterdam combo; Hawaii (I'd love to rent a ittle place and the spend the whole summer there, explore the different islands and visit a good friend of ours), with a few days in L.A. on the way; Australia/New Zealand/Japan combo; Patagonia (I saw a great middle-of-nowhere resort right on the coast on one of Bourdain's shows and I'd love to go there -- you can practically see Antarctica); Italy (especially Florence and Venice) and Greece (especially the Greek Islands); Montreal; more Maine (Jon's family's near Portland), Key West, Caribbean, and Vegas.