Almost every time I take a trip, I end up in a terrible pickle. I fall in love with a new place, and swiftly decide to move there right away. I have dreamed up many hair-brained schemes to try to end up elsewhere. In my mind, Paris desperately needs another apartment-style bed and breakfast, (run by yours truly, bien sûr). Then there was the 1960's motel near the Georgia coast that just needed the right renovations, (I could totally get my Southern accent back, y'all). And at one time I was certain I would be going to graduate school in Italy (and eat my way into the most glorious nightly food coma). But how to choose? There are so many fantastic places in the world, and you can't move everywhere at once, right?