Into the category of Duh, I propose the following: people go to the Napa Valley to taste wine. Then, far too often, especially for single travelers as I was on my last visit, there is the driving of the car after the imbibing. I was staying at the Vintage Inn and wanted to get to a reasonably close restaurant - too far to walk I was told but a 2 minute drive. Knowing myself all too well, I asked about a taxi and was told it would come from Napa and ... in other words a fortune. Then, an ephinony: some bright young person at the desk said, what about the trolley? The trolley, I asked, having seen neither tracks in the streets nor electric wires overhead? They called the driver, got his answering machine - no fool he, he replies when parked - and he said, ' I will be there in 10'. Not only did he take me to Etoile, the Michelin starred resto on the grounds of the Domaine Chandon (superbly set, a waitress with the same family name as me who loved pouring the rose buble, bless her heart) but he picked me up right on schedule after dinner to take me to another event back in town. Now come on, you gotta love a town that has a trolley that takes you where you want to go WHEN you want to go: California dreamin, indeed. All thanks to a bright young man at the Vintage inn, which is a lovely place to stay as well, with a great breakfast, by the way.