These days, we’re dreaming of kisses with strangers and meetups with lovers...escapist fantasies much like a certain seventeen—17!—hour bus ride Isabel braved back in January for a...could it be?...sexcapade. Okay, maybe a 17-hour bus ride isn’t the hottest fantasy, but we break down her [lack of] rationale. And while we’re on it, what should you pack on your next sexcapade? A tracksuit? (Isabel) No more than one—1!—pair of pants? (Emma) And what’s sexier, a woodside cabin or a beachfront cabana? Music: "Magic" by Six Umbrellas; From the Free Music Archive; CC BY-SA 4.0