“But it was always in the poorest places that I got the warmest waves and the biggest smiles as I rode through, and I’m not sure what the significance is in that, but it was as consistent as it was mark”
Upon his return Mike reflects that, “Perhaps tellingly, in the week I’ve been back, exposed to the news again, I can already sense that I’m feeling less optimistic about humanity and, short of going to live in a log cabin in the woods, I don’t know what the solution is.”
The richer we get the more disconnected it seems we get, the more news we surround ourselves with the greater the anxiety we feel. Ignorance maybe bliss. Ironically I write about this the day I start a blog….
If you want to read more of his travels click here