When we first conceived of taking a trip around the world, we dreamed that we might make new friends in the places we visited.  Perhaps these new friends would have children the same age as ours, maybe they might invite us to their house or their farm, maybe we would ride horses with them or milk cows or something, perhaps we would learn how to cook dishes that were native to their country, and we might all laugh together around a fire.  Was it all just a dream?