And as time continues and life continues around me, I move from city to city; sitting on a bus or a train, looking out, thinking it all over. Crowded House familiar in my ears, yet the view outside is foreign. I hug my knees close, drift in and out of sleep, all the while in a state of zen, meditation and wonderment. There's something about travelling. Being on a train or a bus, looking out the window at countryside and cars flying by, it is such an experience of both real and metaphoric 'change' and 'time'. It is an isolating and solitary experience. The trip leaves me feeling strong and curious when I arrive in Aarhus. This travel is so structured though, everything is easy. Sometimes I wish that something would just happen. To shake me up. Mads said he drove 6000 KM from Cairns to Alice Springs and on up to Darwin. I said "Awesome" and he said "yes, but it was hard." That is exactly why I thought it was awesome though. It's in my top 5. I want to drive for 500 KM inland into the desert, stop the car, get out in the middle of nowhere, throw my arms to the sky and scream for as long and as loud as I can. I want to see the stars from the desert and encounter a snake or a nomad. I want to push myself to a limit and see how I survive. For now though, this is what I've got. x