You sip your coffee, you go somewhere, and then you're back at work. Just like that.
Last week, Paris. This week, you're standing, precariously clinging to the rail of a San Francisco cable on the Powell/Market line through the city to Fisherman's Wharf, and you're thinking, "That just saved me five bucks." Actually, you're thinking, "I'd so rather be there. With that guy."
Enjoy your coffee, astronauts.