Me too.
When I first got a job in London, the agency I worked for celebrated by using up all the accrued 5 years of air miles to take the 20 or so of us there for 4 days. Everyone couldn’t believe it. I thought we were just going to somewhere shit near Spain, TBH.
They were pretty nice, and I now realise how lucky I was to go there, and how unlucky all the honeymooning couples were to have us descend on their dream getaway.
Though I would rather revisit about 100 places I’ve been in my life over ever going back there, mind.