My executive travel planner and mood identifier would have a difficult job.

I do not choose the same thing each trip.

Sometimes I choose the bright lights of the city, viewed from a base of polished brass, marble, and uniformed concierges, to advise on every move I might make.

Then there are the rural log cabins where the firewood for the stove is whatever you can find as fallen branches, modified to fit with the aid of a well honed axe.

A horse ride of short duration is fine. A limousine ride not unwelcome. Yet a seemingly endless trek from dawn until after dusk around a newly visited city, is a treat as well.

And it’s not always the shaken, not stirred, drink I choose in the evening!

It wasn’t paper he needed for the typewriter.

She didn’t need pasta for the dining table.

A country doesn’t need its own currency, but having its own has benefits.

Good value is good behaviour delivered.

A smile of recognition is part of being human.

Communication at a higher level and at a more compassionate level may be one of the main things that elevates humans above animals.

Views and aromas.

Time is well consumed enjoying the beauty of the alps, the lakes, the ocean.

Honeysuckle is rich in fragrance, so much so that at times it can drive people away to take a breath of unscented air.

There are specific cases where too much of some sensory inputs can be detrimental.

But a natural vista can only do you good.

If there isn’t one just over there, where you are now, a magazine or a digital reminder is a very good temporary fix. It’s like a portable elixir in note form.

Strolling like the long time lovers they are.

Those warm summer evenings were times for bright eyed motion and meetings.

Before a toast to the days events and the ‘morrow’s possibilities, there were many greeting each other in the square. A nod here, a glance, a smile, a cap tipped in recognition.

All dressed in the suave standards of the day and each could be recognized from far away by their gait, the colour of their shoes, the hats or none.

We do the same. If we don’t, we’re seeking it out.

One day.

And the chiefs all gathered together to talk and plan and organize.

The people were happy, someone else was making the decisions.

Little did they know that some of the chiefs liked strawberry ice cream and some liked the mango taste.

The mango-liking chiefs were stronger negotiators.

Mango ice cream became the norm and the people had to travel a long way to find strawberry.

Everyone, especially those who preferred strawberry ice cream, looked forward with great hope to the next meeting of the chiefs.