So there I was, chatting with a guy on eHarmony who listed “travel” as one of his top interests. Naturally, I asked him where his favorite destination was. He confidently said, “My parents’ basement.” I laughed, thinking it was a cute joke. But then he continued, “No, seriously. I’ve got a full-size fridge down there with snacks and a big-screen TV. It’s like my own little paradise.” As the conversation continued, I realized he was completely sincere. He went on to describe his "travel plans" to visit the ‘basement suite’ of his childhood friend next weekend. I felt that familiar pang of realization: I wasn’t sure if I was speaking to a quirky manchild or a genius who had discovered the secret to lifelong comfort. Either way, I was certain of one thing—no trip to Paris could compare to his “vinyl paradise.” I ended the chat with, “Sounds cozy! Let me know if you ever venture out for a date in the real world!”