How do you know when you really love a place? You don’t feel bad when you leave it – you’re just grateful to have been there.

(Note to itchy-fingers: Please tell me you don’t say “feel badly.” That means something’s wrong with your sense of touch: for example, that you can’t tell water from wood.)

(A further note: I’ll see you – or “see” you – in Denver and Minneapolis. Maybe not Salzburg, but the one city has John Elway and the other has Mary Tyler Moore.) (I know, I know: very dated associations.)