We all need a place to get away to once in awhile. For some it's a place just around the corner, for others it's up the road a bit, for yet others it's a few hours away, and for some it's a place in the imagination. Whereever that 'place' might be, we all need to go there every so often, to relax, to rejuvenate, to recharge.
I for one have wondered for years about those who run away from the metropols where they call home on a daily basis, to the relative seclusion of an oasis sometimes an hour or two away, just for a weekend. Is it really worth the effort when you consider the time it takes to get out of the rat race when everyone else seems to have the same idea and is also chasing the Shangrila of their dreams? What about the fact that after spending a few days of blissful peace, these same people must face the same endless ribbon of white and red lights (to say nothing of the metal and crome snake) to return to their daily abodes?
Those who have them swear by them. Those who don't sometimes question the wisdom, unless of course we find a way to share ... now there's a novel idea!
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