My insistence on or need to always take pictures is a strain on the people around me. I am always wandering off, or falling behind, or running ahead, sometimes all of these at once. I therefore remember the vacation my wife and I took in Rhodes in 1973 with great fondness. I would get up early, around 5 or 6 and walk around town for an hour or two looking and taking pictures. Then I would wander back to the hotel, put away my Rollei and go down to breakfast and spend the rest of the day with my wife. A great vacation!