![]() There’s just something about the notion that everywhere in the world is existing simultaneously that really hits home. The maps that show you moving around the world and flying through “Last Night” for a second time or making “Today” thirty hours long as your surf the dawn west like a wave. I particularly enjoy the headrest displays that show you where it is day and where it is night. But now you are actually there, right above it. I like looking out the window (when I am lucky enough to get a window seat) or at the display in the headrest in front of me and realizing I am smack-bang in the middle of that ocean which, when you look at a map back at your home, is just a blue void you never really think about between you and some land you never really consider being real beyond television and photographs. This might be why I actually, strangely, kind of enjoy long, intercontinental flights. Going and sitting on a beach is fun for a time, but I would much rather spend my leisure time and money going somewhere, not being somewhere. For me, vacations are all about the journey.
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