Travel is not about the destination, it’s about the journey. Ferocious cliché, yes, guilty as charged, but, yeah, owning it, making it my thesis. The truism asks to be dusted off and given special consideration in the context of the Southwest, where it can seem to outsiders like the cosmic mayo jar was down to butter-knife scrapings and the culture and natural beauty got spread awfully thin in these parts.
So, who knows. Perhaps the great historic conflict defining humanity in the 21st century won’t be over global economic inequality or the soggy shakeout from climate change or privacy in an era of the commercial-military digital surveillance Googleplex