This is the annual week that, without fail, I lose all motivation to think about the future. Our offices are closed until the new year, so I’m sleeping later, chipping away at holiday leftovers and watching Mad Men reruns to avoid all responsibility.
I do this all the while knowing that next week, AKA 2026, I’ll be rested and ready to plan out a productive year of travel. But the world is wide, and my list of places to go would span Manhattan, so I’ve done my homework to narrow down not only where to go, but when.
Maybe this is the year you’ll hike the legendary Path of the Gods on the Amalfi Coast – go in spring or fall for perfect weather. I think I’ll hop on the cowboy core trend and check out one of these classically western towns.
But my favorite reason to go somewhere this year? Hint: it starts with a T and rhymes with "brains."
