A call to an old-blog pal, back from Iceland (via Pareé- must be rough!) brought back that feeling, the same feeling I have when I wake up in the morning after having spent a night in Dream-Iceland. Her conversation covered her travels, only a few days, but in many of the places I have been, and continue to dream of.
At times it seemed as if we were both in the same dream, so strong were my associations with her descriptions.
Not this year, maybe next...