Thing is I could go on vacation and stay at the nice hotel and venture out a little during the day and to close by places at night. I could spend the whole time like that and return home happy as a clam. My thrill would be talking to people and sitting on a bench and people watching. Breathing the air. Getting caught in the rain or snow. But luxury room just moments away with my steak and hot fudge sundae just a phone call away 24/7. The trekking, hiking, Rick Steves Everything Cheap travel is not my style. I’m not rich ergo I don’t travel much. Must have comfort or else it is not a vacation, it is a job.
It’s interesting how people define comfort. In many ways, I define comfort by getting away from people even if I’m colder than I otherwise would be or am sleeping on something less than a level, soft, firm bed. I hope you get to take more trips like the one you describe.