Well, I read my fifth book today.  Yes, I was not feeling well with my CFS so I spent most of the day in bed reading this book and completed it in one day.  I wish I could read all books in one day.  That's the best way.  And I want to complete all projects in one day as well.  Of course, that is not particularly practical, but it's my preference.

Yes, I've been on a travel book binge, especially motorcycle travels.  It seems I have about read all the sailing travel books, so it was time to pick up a new category.

Most of these traveling people are pretty crazy.  This girl is.  Riding, mostly alone, for 20,000 miles from Alaska to the tip of South America by herself is a dangerous thing, it seems to me.  But she escaped without any real dangers, it seemed.  And she and other travelers are quick to point out that all the horror-stories told about foreign travel are merely anecdotal.  I still don't want to try it.

I think there is plenty of adventure to be hand in the US of A for me.  Maybe when I have seen it all here, I might be tempted again to go overseas.  Meanwhile, these travel books feed my wanderlust.  I yearn to go do some of this.  Need it.  Maybe one day.

I was interested that this woman picked a 225cc Yamaha dirt bike for her trip.  In many ways that was better. It seems the big dirt bikes are very hard to keep upright in the rough terrain, and very, very difficult to pick up once they go down.  Light is good.  But then she had quite a bit of bike trouble.  I was disappointed that the Yamaha brand didn't hold up better.

Well, I must say that I prefer non-fiction to fiction.  When I read about a real-life adventure, I find my satisfied.  When I read about a made-up one, I am somehow not satisfied.  It was just a story.  It didn't really happen.  Maybe it was a well-told tale, and no doubt had some insights to human character, but it didn't really happen.  Yeah, I just don't care for fiction.

But I do love travel books.  Of course, my favorite is Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, which is more philosophy than travel. 

All of the travel books make me say, "One day..."  One day, I will cut loose.  One day, I will have time and be free of responsibilities that tie me down.  One day, I will go.  Maybe it's just a pipe dream and will never really happen, but I think of it all the time.  One day.  One day.  One day.