If you can, every now and then it is good to escape the reality which you have settled into. Of course, youth is the time to escape as much as possible before reality has even had time to settle. With the passing years, career, marriage, children, gathering responsibilities and with more and more of those passing years, the opportunities to escape reality grow fewer and in any case the inclination to escape gets weaker and weaker. The prospect of cruising the world and attending all the festivals pales compared with the luxury of enjoying what you have come to know and love. The garden at your doorstep beckons more seductively than the golden groves of Hindustan. I myself have become as much as anyone, and I think more than most, a creature of comfortable habit and routine.
Still…the urge to seek new worlds does not quite disappear – though the decrepitudes of age and the horrors of modern travel reduce the ambition to venture forth to an occasional twinge of desire.