These are just ads I guess, but they really move me. There’s nothing as spiritually enriching for me as traveling. I don’t need to go to any church or religious edifice, but seeing the world and the infinite wonders that it reveals, gets me waxing philosophical each time. I want to move, as far as my legs (or at least a plane) could take me and see what I never even suspected existed. I want to eat, and as they say, what we eat becomes a part of us, so every place you eat from somehow becomes a part of you. And I want to learn, to not just pass by each place, but to take a little piece with me, and at the same time, leave something of myself behind. The more I see of the world and of how large it is, the smaller I feel, yet at the same time the wider my understanding becomes. For me, traveling is not so much an escape, but more of a coming home. A coming home to the rest of the world.