What pulls us so irresistibly to travel?
Is it our desire for adventures and variety?
Is it mere curiosity to meet the unknown: 
 

distant lands and peoples,
unknown parts of our own countries,
…or ourselves?

 
Or maybe it is our innate drive, a drive as unconscious as it is strong, to come into contact with the magic of the creation of the Creator, to recapture that innocence from our childhood when everything was possible, when the world was a wonderful place – an inexhaustible source of joy and beauty.

 

The wise ones say that Life is movement. It is like a river: clean and clear at the source, deep or muddy at the current. But it moves, it flows… And each of us is part of this movement, this journey…