Great article by Joyce Maynard in the New Yort Times Style magazine here about traveling around New England for a summer
The astonishing part was looking out at this perfect lake, from the dock, and seeing no more than a scattering of lights. Most remarkable, though, were those moments, in the middle of the night, when I’d lie there and realize we were hearing and seeing something that many people, in places like New York City, and even Marin County, may go a whole lifetime without experiencing: Total darkness. Total silence, pierced now and then by the haunting cry of loons.
One interesting tangent to this story is Joyce Maynard’s scandalous past. I had no idea who she was when I read the article, but after looking for the link to it, I stumbled across her fascinating Wikipedia page. Spoiler: She was in a relationship with J.D. Salinger. She was 18, and he was 53.
Bill McKibben on the right landscape for everyone.
I think everyone has a particular landscape that’s just right for them, and if they’re lucky they find it.
I spent most of my adult life living in the Adirondacks, and I’ve never really found any place that suits me better. Something about the shape of the mountains, the granite shelves along the lakes, and the tamaracks turning yellow in November. It’s not beatable.
In an article about biking in Santa Fe, Henry Shukman captures what makes biking great in any city:
One of the joys of biking in any city is feeling like a kid again, exploring alleys and shortcuts and abandoned lots, making them your own. You see a different face of the city, one hidden to drivers.
In the The New York Times travel section, Seth Kugel perfectly describes the joy of a good market:
Traditional markets are among my favorite places — they’re like edible museums — and most of the time my instinct is to buy everything in sight.
In the November issue of the Atlantic, Robert Kaplan published a diatribe explaining how smartphones are killing the essence of travel. Among a number of poetic claims, this was my favorite:
The real adventure of travel is mental. It is about total immersion in a place, because nobody from any other place can contact you. Thus your life is narrowed to what is immediately before your eyes, making the experience of it that much more vivid.