I think hope lies in the very nature of travel. Travel entails wishful thinking. It demands a leap of faith, and of imagination, to board a plane for some faraway land, hoping, wishing, for a taste of the ineffable. Travel is one of the few activities we engage in not knowing the outcome and reveling in that uncertainty. Nothing is more forgettable than the trip that goes exactly as planned.

That's one reason why I'm bullish on travel's future. In fact, I'd argue travel is an essential industry, an essential activity. It's not essential the way hospitals and grocery stores are essential. Travel is essential the way books and hugs are essential. Food for the soul. Right now, we're between courses, savoring where we've been, anticipating where we'll go. Maybe it's Zanzibar and maybe it's the campground down the road that you've always wanted to visit.