Trip and Journey. Here’s a couple of words so easily confused. I love to travel, as in «going on a trip», but I only return totally fulfilled if the trip becomes a journey. And sometimes, I don’t even need to go on a trip to start a journey. Sometimes the journey is within myself, which of course is a much cheaper way to travel…
A journey can also be a great book. And there is no book I’d rather read than a good story about a trip that became a journey! Sepulveda does it magically. Kerouak made a classic out of his memories on the road… When you meet the people and you feel the beat and you enjoy the move and you breathe the air and you smell the street and you talk the jive and you show no fear of showing your fears, then you are there, way over there, on the edge of a journey! Usually, when you return, all your friends ask you about your trip. Keep an eye on those who ask you about your journey. Keep them close…