At the end of a long travel experience we often say we need a vacation from our vacation. You know those trips: disrupted sleep schedules, uncomfortable quarters, too-crammed schedules, the inevitable overindulgence in rich foods and booze. You come back heavy, exhausted, spent, dreading the day you have to do it all again. What is it about a trip that sucks the juice right out of you?
Then there are those rare and enriching journeys, so often from our youth, that do the opposite: you sleep and then sleep some more, you move your body in new ways, you eat weird stuff, you hike it all off in nature. You have time to journal. You eat exotic fruits. Refreshed, tanned to the color your skin was meant to be, you come back brimming with tales and plans to do it all again soon.
What's the difference between the two? What changed between then and now? What brought about this quantum leap?
I'll leave this puzzle open, ready for the solving, a one word answer, for the all-too-knowing to complete.
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