Growing up, my wife and I had very different ideas of vacations. Her family visited battlefields; mine visited beaches in the Caribbean. Hers explored any cavern the highway may present; mine went snorkeling in Mexico. Hers went on hikes; I walked the beach with my Dad in search of the bar with the cheapest lunch or best happy hour special. Hers camped; mine cramped into tight cabin quarters on cruise ships. Hers…