Or maybe I could disappear in time. Our knowledge of the laws of physics doesn’t yet allow for this literally, but there are ways that are almost as good.
Joining a dig – looking up that old friend from high school that became a Classics professor, perhaps. Sitting in the bottom of a muddy/dusty trench somewhere devoid of civilization outside of the odd pub or bar or cafe.
Or going somewhere where you have to bring all of the civilization you require with you (The PowerBook and a really long extension cord). But that only brings me full-circle back to my previous travel ramblings.
white pebble 