What is it about travel that entices millions upon millions of people all over the world to travel? One might talk about the journey being the destination or about the thrills of exploring unknown regions! We could say that travelling is liveliness personified. We feel alive when new experiences stimulate us. New tastes, outlandish customs, tongue-twisting dialects, boundless diversity, terrane terrain, saturated forests, twittering tweeters

Riding on narrow roads through this vast country; it fills me with a sense of zen-like calmness, an escape from the triviality of achieving goals set by notions of success engendered by masses that strive to survive.

WHY?

This most powerful of all questions. The reason we have wheels and fire and use them to turn the wheels of fire. This is the question I seek an answer to; why do we travel? Is it the humility of finding something that we have lost? Is it an inquisitive scourge borne out of the tides of change that batter our consciousness?

Do these narrow roads hold promise beyond the eroded hills?
Do these narrow roads hold promise beyond the eroded hills?