It always amazes me how “travel time” moves so much more slowly than ordinary home time.
A friend once told me this is because of all the different things that happen when you are on an adventure. Each new thing seems like a new day.
But when home, each day is the same…
… or is it? 🙂
Well, yeah – they mostly are. But that’d be a good thing to change, no?
Every day is travel day! And a river runs through it.