Yesterday morning, before setting out to run, I thought about what would be the perfect way to travel. To go someplace warm and beautiful (check), to spend the mornings writing (check), to spend the afternoons running and exploring (check) and then to have an interesting companion with whom to dine (oops) and enjoy other nocturnal entertainments (oops).
I like the solitude of being in a foreign place, and I like seeing sights under the power of my own endurance-fit legs. But I was thinking, ye...
Published on December 12, 2009 19:33