When the Moon is full it's easier to dream big for some strange reason possibly associated with its gravitational influences on brain-fueling fluids flow. And now that my own government has burned me out of house and home and canyon for who knows how far into my future, I'm imagining all sorts of life-choice vectors to take from here. There's a lot of the world I haven't seen yet which might provide more than ample amounts of fun from traveling again. But it would have to be solo travel to remote, natural places most people never go to.
No place inhabited by people holds any charm for me, all a waste of time and money to see.