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Bucket list holidays are usually defined as the pampering kind. Ones where your batteries are recharged, or you reconnect with family and friends, while being relieved of the mundanity of the every day.
But, when luxury is repeatedly served to you as a social construct (whether poolside, in starry restaurants or the squishy deck of a yacht), you instinctively start to chip away at its definition. The hype fades into sickly banality and you scramble for purpose beyond the floating breakfasts or long, languid dinners with all the theatrical trimmings.