The other night I was having dinner in a fine argentinian restaurant in the middle of Milan chatting with some colleagues. The internationality of the group, the fine Malbec wine and good company inspired us to share our envisioning of good vacation. One colleague admitted that he and his wife cannot find a suitable vacation solution together – so basically she was getting her beach-resort-experience whilst he was looking for a comfy chair with seaview and getting drunk on fine spirits. In retrospective I am not sure whether I reacted suitable. Actually, what is suitable in the pure presence of this devastating truth!? The absence of purpose and vision within…