dreaming of Lake Malawi

On rainy and stormy days there is little to do. Listening to music and reading have their limits. It is then that the housebound mind takes its own journeys, unfettered by time or place. One sails, once again in the Philippines’ Camotes Sea, walks on England’s moors, swims in Lake Malawi, kneels in Vienna’s Saint Stephen’s Cathedral, strolls the Via Veneto in Rome, dines in a Paris bistro – all without moving from one’s chair.

Source: The Sun Herald, Mississippi

Added advantage of this form of travelling: you don’t need to worry about getting malaria and bilharzia. Nevertheless, I still prefer the real experience!


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