In a misguided attempt to escape my “serious” reading, I picked up my latest copy of the Walrus today and read all about the demise of air travel, due to global warming and the end of oil.

Of course I agreed with the writer. Of course I am vacationing within B.C. this year, with no need to fly. Of course I am “looking to the soil” and growing my little spinach patch as one of the quoted doomsday prophets suggested.

But is it wrong that I wanted to pack my bags now and zip off to see Florence and London and Singapore now while I still can?

Okay, okay, okay. Wrong. Still… so tempting…