Talk about history repeating itself. I am grateful for the childhood my mother and father provided.  It is that childhood of cartrips, trans-Pacific flights, planned and spontaneous trip taking that fostered a curiosity I have never been able to cure.  I love new cities, new states, new countries, new lakes, new oceans, new cultures, new people, new restaurants, new beaches, new adventures, new sunsets, new waterfalls, new hiking, new vistas, new things to learn! And as part of that childhood traveling I was exposed to a world of luxury well above what my middle class upbringing could afford–courtesy of travel perks. As an expediter for General Electric my father traveled…