Where in the World?

I'm on an Amtrak train travelling somewhere across the State of New York. By morning I'll be in Chicago. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about how far away I am from home and it scares me. So I mentally change the topic.

When I was a kid I used to play a computer game called Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego? Carmen was an international thief. The loot differed based on the country where the crime took place. Your job as the detective in charge was to track Carmen's villain accomplices around the world and collect clues in an attempt to eventually capture Carmen herself. I loved that with the click of a button I could be in Buenos Aires or Moscow or Paris. I think this is where my fascination with faraway lands first began.

I've been thinking about the kind of people who travel; the kind of person I am, and the kind of people I've met along the way. I think there's a common thread.

A love of adventure. The satisfaction of rising to a challenge. An insatiable thirst for knowledge and experience. Logic and rationality clouded by optimism. A dreamer. One with a restless soul.