I am inclined to agree with Samuel Beckett that we "... wander the world trying to make sense of its ways and work out what we are supposed to do. In the end, it seems, there is nothing to be done except to keep going."
T.S. Eliot ( Four Quartets) put it another way -"We shall not cease from exploration,
And the end of all our exploring,
Will be to arrive where we started,
And know the place for the first time."
I set off from my island home in the summer of 1970.
My Favorite Places:
Rome, New York, Okavango Delta, Bagamoyo Beach under a full moon, Tsavo, Lake Nasser, Golden Temple, Matterhorn, Venice, Matera, Val de Noto, Chamonix, Potsdam, Minsk in the autumn, Santorini, Dessau (Bauhaus).