Travel is...

Memorable.

It's funny the things we remember.

I recall my first train ride, first cruise and my first flight.

I was a teenager, and although I was flying from Miami to Chicago in early summer, my mother insisted I wear gloves. White ones. Last week I flew home from Las Vegas with a kid wearing boxer shorts and an undershirt. How times change!

I also remember that a year ago today I sailed from Copenhagen about Holland America Line's brand new and quite beautiful Eurodam. It was the ship's first crossing to the U.S., and a friend had flown to Denmark to sail back with me to the U.S. We called at three Norwegian ports, on to Reykavik, Iceland, around Greenland, to Nova Scotia and Newfoundland and back to New York. Iceland, Greenland and Newfoundland were new vistas for me, and I loved them all. While I enjoy all cruise ships, that itinerary was very special.

Occasionally people ask me which is my favorite ship or itinerary. I generally answer, "the one I'm on."