BY BERT STEPHANI
However fast airplanes can go, it never feels like traveling, it’s nothing but just moving fast. In a car on the other hand, I always feel like a traveller. Whether it’s a long drive to the South of France or a twenty minute local commute, my heartbeat slows down and I enjoy the ride. Nobody invades my personal space, my thoughts can roam free and I can sing my heart out without disturbing anyone. Things get put into perspective, new ideas flourish and dreams come naturally.
