Life is normally routine. You get up, go to work, come home, have dinner then go to bed. It becomes unconscious activity, done without any real mindfulness. What we need is transcendence.

Travel is physical form of going beyond. You pack up a small selection of possessions, you lock the front door and leave the routine world behind for an adventure.

As the engine starts and you pull out onto the road, the cares of the world slip away. Worries about the future and past are replaced by a sense of being in the moment with only the immediate problem of navigation occupying the mind.

And once at the destination, the looser routine of the campsite takes over. Water to be fetched, food to be cooked but that is all. No Internet to distract no e-mail, facebook or twitter demanding attention. You have transcended the daily life and moved to a more relaxed, more immediate plane. You move at a pace only dictated by internal desires.

Senses are heightened by the mind being at rest. Campsites often remove the physical clutter as well, many being in the countryside close to wild and open places.

Obviously this must come to an end and the real world re-entered. But the moment remains, to be recalled by a photograph or a smell or a sound. The travel is instant, taken back to that time and place and just for a moment there is bliss.