The pleasure of being elsewhere is in being
impressed, in absorbing the impression, in
being imprinted by the vividness of small
things simply because i found them. When
I am away from home, “differentness”
fills me like a kind of magic potion and
fleshes out my senses.

The hee-haw of
fresh air with pure and
alien glamour, quite unrelated to the irritating
scream of emergency vehicles back home.
Its hard to admit that I am
traveling just to look for something different,
so I need to say I need to travel.
I love to see the world. I love to share the world with you.