When I travel, I find all sorts of things that I enjoy. Something I have learned (about myself, really) through my travels is that I tend to want to gravitate towards what I enjoy, over and over again. For instance . . .
The Bluebird Cafe in Nashville, Tennesse is a wonderful place. I came across it during my first visit to the city while at a conference. A number of conference-go'ers and I went to a concert there one night; and I was immediately hooked. The place brings in artists, many of them well-known, and does very small, intimate concerts. I had always longed to go to a place like this. I'm not really all that big a fan of enjoying concert music with thousands of my closest friends. This was the antedote I had been looking for for years.
I was so hooked that when my wife got to town a couple of days later, I drug her (she wanted to go, too, though) back to the Bluebird. Then we went again the next night.
The place frankly lost some its luster by the third visit. That was not the place's fault. That was my fault. I enjoyed it once. Great. I went back again. Okay, that's enough. But a third time? That is simply wasting time while travelling to a place with so many great sites.
My wife and I have been back again; and we enjoyed it very much. But I learned a valuable lesson during my first trip. Finding something you enjoy, particularly while travelling, is great. But beating it into the ground by trying to squeeze all the enjoyment that you can out of it . . . well, it's just a little silly . . . because you really can get too much of a good thing.
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