My very first trip to Europe was a company planned trip to expose my co-worker and me to European medical procedures. It was planned by our office in Belgium to give us the maximum of exposure to hospitals, clinics, and doctors. We were mostly driven from place to place by people who lived there. We spent a week in Brussels, then broke for the weekend, meet up Sunday night in Heidelberg, spent the next night in Saarbrücken, then two nights in Munich before heading home. We saw an awful lot of clinics, but I’d call that mostly a slow trip.
Next business trip was more of a Blitz. Two nights in London, then two in Düsseldorf, followed by one night stands in Paris, Strasbourg, Munich, Marseilles, Montpelier, Paris (again), Brussels, then home. Again, it involved a lot of travel (4 flights); the stopovers in hospitals and clinics were brief, just long enough to ask a series of prepared questions. I wouldn’t want to take a vacation like that. Fast-paced but doable.
In between, I made my first actually vacation trip to Germany. First night in Heidelberg, then two in Ansbach (day trip to Rothenburg), four nights in Munich, two nights in Immenstadt, one night in Konstanz, two in Lahr (family), and one in Mainz. A Blitz? I guess, sort of. But only half of my days included moving to a new venue, and each of those days was half travel and half sightseeing.