"Good days are to be gathered like sunshine in grapes, to be trodden and bottled into wine and kept for age to sip at ease by the fire...  The traveler can still feel the spring in his step, and the wind in his face, though he sits in shelter... unless perhaps the sight of a long road winding... or horses hooves that clatter into distance... persuade him to try just one more journey."

Freya Stark,
The Journey's Echo