Having just returned from one adventure, I'm already looking for the next one. As inviting as home is, I've always been susceptible to the Road Trip. I have an itchy throttle hand as well as itchy feet. I want to explore the world, to see and experience new things. But the more I travel the more I question what it is about the Road that romances me: the novelty and adventure, or the simplicity?
When you're travelling, your world comes down to a microcosm of the present moment, the present surrounding, your current day, that particular adventure. It's very liberating not to worry about the past or the future to nearly the extent we normally do.
Your possessions are simplified to what you brought and what you've bought. All you have is in one place, in one suitcase if you're a seasoned traveller who's learned from past mistakes and aching shoulders. So why can't we live like that, or more like that, all the time?
One of the attractions of the iLife is that it's a lifestyle based on the simplicty of travelling: minimal possessions, because entertainment is virtual, minimal logistical issues because everything is digital, online, cloud-based. It's a gypsy freedom that still has all the mod-cons and comforts of home, as conferred by technology (and trust therein. Which is the bit I lack. But I'm working on it).
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