I love the uncertainty of travel. If where you sleep, who you see, what you eat and when all depend on factors you might or might not navigate well, the stakes for daily life rise and the opportunities for missing your targets multiply. Separations loom, and common contact is no longer a given. The farther you stray from home and your comfort zone, the greater the risks. It’s a wonder we bother. It’s even more wonderful that we sometimes call this travel fun.