Longing to get back to this peace and solitude as soon as possible. It’s like, once you escape back to nature, get in touch with the surroundings as organic as our bodies, to come back to the bleak smog and overdevelopment of the city is an instant downer. Makes me want to get my Chris McCandless (sans absurd lack of gear) on and escape to the wild for a couple months.
A documented, bucolic, journalistic journey? Sounds like heaven.