I’d been to Universal Studios in Orlando a couple times before, with family and through school. It was one of the first places that felt exciting to me. I distinctly remember leaning my head against a school bus window, looking down at the Florida license plate of a car down below and deciding I may want to move to Orlando someday. Of course, nowadays I dream of moving to Rome or Madrid or Paris. Still, it’s comforting to trace some thread of familiar wanderlust back to my younger years.