Freedom was a thing that shifted as you looked at it, the way a forest is dense with trees up close but from outside, from the empty meadow, you see its true limits. Being free had nothing to do with chains or how wide your cage was.
On vacation go to the most remote place on your itinerary first， bypassing the cities. You‘ll maximize the shock of otherness in the remote， and then later you’ll welcome the familiar comforts of a city on the way back.
