The lust for adventure is a real wild beast to tame. We chain it in dusty attics and tuck it away into boxes. We feed it the same mundane dry food, hoping the beast will just settle. Like we have. But the faraway coasts keep on calling. Every keepsake is whispering about lands not yet discovered, artifacts not yet unearthed. With an aching heart, we check the quarantine restrictions. Nope. A tiki cocktail is still the only getaway to a tropical island. Shall we taste something… uncharted?