Ah, my friends, how heavily we treat the light parts of our life, and how lightly we treat those that truly matter! Nothing, I will claim to the death, brings a man closer to this conclusion, than a bottle of wine, well, perhaps a bottle of Scotch will do better, but at what price? When we consider that a fifth of J&B costs about $20 and a bottle of Charles Shaw sets us back about $3.29 in the Commonwealth of Virginia… well, we could compare the satisfaction per glass, of course, and the gulf in ABV, but why quibble at this hour?
Over my head hangs a map of the world, duly marked up with pencil showing potential travel destinations and trip routes. The west coast of South America, and thence to Africa! Across the sub-equatorial continent to India, South Asia, Hong Kong to Japan, double back through the Middle East, Eastern Europe, winding through the continent to Scandinavia, exiting through what to American eyes is the most lovely British Isles…
All and any with the funds to support such a venture are invited to contact me, through whatever channels are available. I am willing to agree to all sorts of profit oriented plans.
Science fiction writers have long envisioned a world in which all people readily traveled from inch to inch across latitude and longitude, and such a time is still a long way off. But imagine the results! Aside from rapid disease transmission and the problems of capturing fugitives, and, okay, all the rest of that bad stuff. Men could experience world peace, and the women of their brethren across the globe! Ahem, that was the booze speaking. But who am I to apologize for such an eloquent speaker?