I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move. ~Robert Louis Stevenson
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Arrivals and Departures: Sailing into Kristiansand, 13 Sept 2003
I spare a moment to wonder - is this all there is to travel? A series of arrivals and departures which serve as rites of passage, marking the traveller's transition from expectation to reflection; in between, the brief parts of the trip in which things actually happen? Maybe that's all there is to life, and why we refer to life as a journey. More time spent in transit, while relatively brief events shape the spaces between. Can life be viewed as a relentless stream of anticipation and consequence?
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