Coming back on my final flight from the South Pacific last night, I sat next to a business traveler. In between Blackberrying and reading legal files, she gave me her brief attention.
She asked: “Do you travel for work?”
I said: “Not really. I travel for life.”
“That’s interesting,” she said as she returned to her files.
From time to time, I try to explain the reasoning behind my project of relentless, restless travel. But most of the time, I just keep trekking onward.
Another month, another country. It’s a big world out there, and the end is near.
How about you… what do you do for life?