You flew to Los Angeles, where you posed on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and people-watched on Venice Beach. Then you probably drove the California State Route 1 to San Francisco and toured Alcatraz. Post-California, you hopped a plane cross-country to New York — maybe with pit stops in Vegas and Austin — where you traded Ubers for subways and beaches for high-rise. Am I right? Yep, I know I’m right because it mirrors my last trip to the US, and I’m fairly certain I’m not alone.