Like politician’s careers, journeys often end in disappointment and sadness. Fortunately, that usually gets forgotten as the memory lays down a rich seam of summits and highlights, powered by the copious photographs taken at those moments. My notebooks do a similar thing: page after page of intensely scribbled notes when the going is good, blank pages at the end, rarely a single mention of the flight home, apart from the time when the plane was diverted in a terrifying typhoon and we were grounded for a week in Taiwan. I wouldn’t have minded, but the flight was from London to Manchester.
Journey's End
Like politician’s careers, journeys often end in disappointment and sadness. Fortunately, that usually gets forgotten as the memory lays down a rich seam of summits and highlights, powered by the copious photographs taken at those moments. My notebooks do a similar thing: page after page of intensely scribbled notes when the going is good, blank pages at the end, rarely a single mention of the flight home, apart from the time when the plane was diverted in a terrifying typhoon and we were grounded for a week in Taiwan. I wouldn’t have minded, but the flight was from London to Manchester.