My reentry into the workaday world temporarily halted my travel planning. As a result, I lost out on a great apartment rental in Vernazza - in Italy's Cinque Terre - where we intend to spend 3 or 4 days. Back to the drawing board. I'm tempted to throw caution to the wind, arrive without a reservation and see what we can get. In my youth, I'd have no problem winging it like that. Why should it scare me now?