I receive all these magazines and ads for "summer escapes." I like to explore new places to hike, swim, boat, fish, learn, etc. but I have nothing to "escape."
It is a strange term, isn't it? Thinking past the sale? If my life needs escaping, something is wrong with my life, perhaps? I don't know, just wondering. Escape from routine? I love my routines, because I constructed them to my specifications and I get a kick out of working. A million people each year come to where I live, NYC, to escape something and, in fact, I came here to escape dreary, moldering, rural New England to engage in a richer, more high-energy life. It worked for me.
Actually, nobody visits NYC as an escape. I think they come for the intensity and adventure, and they get their money's worth of those.