Family vacations are great... when you're getting along. I'm a realist, so I'm going to put forth the fact that all families are a little (to sometimes extremely) dysfunctional. My family is no different, and sometimes I would love nothing more than to vacation away from my family while we're on route to our vacation destination, because otherwise I might just lose it. 

I remember tripping over myself in my dash through the automatic doors that separated Narita airport and the outside world for that first breath of Japanese air – of the late spring/early summer cool that I had romanticized for the last 6 years. Strangely, it was the first time that, when landing in a foreign country, I didn’t feel like I was out of place, but rather, surreal – like an explorer who finally steps off the shaking waves onto the home he had been dreaming of.