Or throw a dart at a map and go wherever the hell it lands.
Perhaps we could live in a pent house in Paris.
And go on a midnight stroll in Champs-Élysées,
and walk in the alley where great artists have walked.
Talk. Walk. Drink wine.
And absorb quietly at "The Louvre."
And how about that road-trip we always talked about.
Drive across Spain like a real Spaniard.
Listen to Catalan guitar.
Attend a masquerade.
Be-friend a complete stranger.
Bade goodbye without exchanging whereabouts.
Let's go to Sydney.
Visit 42-Wallby way asking for Mr. P. Sherman.
The place where they found Nemo.
Because Nemo - I LOVE.
Night at the beach in Maldives.
Send message in a bottle and hope it sails far.
Eat that exotic food.
and drink from a coconut.
Darling, let's be fluent in foreign languages.
Experience zero gravity.
And have a silly sting fight.
How about sailing across the world-
and break a world record.
Learn to tap dance.
Sistine Chapel perhaps.
Hike to Machu Picchu.
Dance in the Rio carnival.
Attend "Kings of Leon" and "30 Seconds to Mars" concert.
And see the "Northern Light" - its like circus in the sky.
Or something simple maybe-
Like write something in a wet cement.
Smash a watermelon and start a melon fight.
And sleeping under the stars.
Hike the nearest hill-
and stay at the top quietly for hours.
Collect books and build a library one day-
so tall that you need a ladder to reach the top shelf.
Buy prayer flags in all colors.
Re-unite with everyone you love.
hug them tight before saying goodbye.
Love, let's be adventurers.