Destination: Who cares?

I am currently chipping through Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.  I read this last year, and it was an interesting read.  I am finding the second go around more enjoyable, I am less confused knowing the direction the author is going.  After finishing this the first time, I was a little bewildered on how this related to an inquiry of values at all.  It certainly did not turn me into a motorcycle mechanic; that is for sure.  But reading this the second time is comforting, and I have much more understanding.  

As I fly home on a rain day, I plan on taking the kids out camping.  A day isn’t much time to get to the mountains, especially when tenting with two little kids on a forecasted rainy day.  The trick is making the destination the excuse, and making the car trip, camp set up, and packing the holiday. Using all the senses, sight, smell, feel, hear.  It may not be on the back of a motorcycle, but it will do.

So under high anticipation, I have loaded the last of the gear, all the kids, and the computer is getting turned off.