I’m trying to figure it out what happens when a person starts traveling. on the one hand - the world becomes smaller, distances are no longer frightening. on the other hand - the world has become indescribably larger. being in the same city it’s impossible to fully comprehend it. How can i describe all the differences? different places, people, smiles? the water tastes different, the air. and no matter how much you wanderer, you will never learn all the wisdom, and you won’t see all the world...