Rather it is the ability to go, "Hey, this is a beautiful place to come for a visit. There are interesting people here, interesting stuff going on. Think I'll stay a while."

If you will notice, most of the best experiences in life don't bring us back because of the plot. "Old friends got together. Shot the breeze for a bit. Asked why they hadn't done this in so long, promised themselves to do it again soon." What kind of plot is that? Where is the thrill? The crisis to keep you on edge?

My attitude is that if I am not living life for the plot, why, then, demand it from the literature I read?

Cheers,
Ben