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Give Me Something To Connect To - Travel Notes

Fast travel is like fast food. Not really satisfying, as my palate has been getting more sophisticated. And for someone who loves travel, I hate the actual travelling part. Take flying. You arrive to the airport - big, tall, airy. Bookstores, coffee, travel. What's not to like? All the promise of adventure without close proximity to strangers. But then we are herded like sheep on a tiny vessel, and are told to sit still. One of the MAIN perks of being an adult is that I don't have to sit still, if I don't want to. Except on an aeroplane. All of this "sitting still" business makes my butt positively miserable. Quite understandable - if I sat on YOU for four hours, you'd be miserable too. I used to love planes as a child. Mind you, my butt and I, we used to occupy significantly less space back then. So, perhaps, part of the reason I appreciate slow travel is because the "getting there" part is the part I often find most difficult. With.. everything. This is the part that brings about stories though. Yet... It's been getting harder to connect with people while travelling. An average flyer is blind, mute and deaf - plugged into two or three devices simultaneously.


Create a space, where connection is possible. Open yourself up to that connection. Reach out, open up your palms.

Give me something to hold on to. Hugs, SOLO


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