You know that feeling when you enter your city’s limits after a long, long ride or when you see your city lights ablaze from the airplane window?
When you finally re-enter “civilization” after a long ride in the further suburbs, up and down windy mountain roads and through solitary rural farm lanes?
It is such a great adventure to ride to far away place or travel to the other side of the world, but it’s always remarkably comforting to be back home. All the fatigue from your journey will suddenly melt away, replaced by a new sensation of lightness and serenity.
Two of the greatest gifts we can give our children are roots and wings.
