Wanderlust

I want to be eating a sandwich just at dusk on a breezy summer evening while sitting on wooden chairs in one corner of a large cobblestone plaza - lit with a string of oversized lightbulbs propped up on sticks circling the tables. I want to be finnishing the first bottle of wine and talking with a HER and debating if we want another. I want only to be able to understand portions of the ambient conversations. I want to have to catch a train or a plane tomorrow morning early. So early I will probably end up staying up all night, going straight to the station after dropping the HER off at the airport or hotel or where ever...