I have never been on the perfect vacation. I doubt I ever will. My weekend in Kyoto was wonderful, please don’t doubt that, but it wasn’t all pretty temples and ice cream. I don’t think the “perfect vacation” exists. There is always something that is bound to go wrong. Some unforeseen difficulty. However, it is the difficult times that make the most interesting stories. It’s working through language barriers, mysterious menus, and transportation horrors, that make a person a traveler, not just a tourist.