We are all on a voyage. Our propulsion systems may differ, but we strive for something beyond our current location.
We Are Voyageurs
Exploration
Onward!
"Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges -
"Something lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you. Go!" -Rudyard Kipling
What gets you seeking? What keeps your adventure going?
Energy
How does your energy vary between arrival and departure from a destination? A sense of place is a major influence, home versus new location. Do we arrive with anticipation and depart with satisfaction? Are we descending into anxiety and ascending with relief?
What emotions are we trying to elicit when we join a cause, and what do we hope to feel as we move on to the next enterprise?
Planned Exploration
I might have planned to go on a trail run. I did not plan the weather, scenery, trail conditions, and energy sensations. A portion of our work is planned, and a portion is exploration. We do not always know how our exertion will manifest but we lace up and head out.
Keep Exploring
Some group of explores kept going as they mapped the deepest know cave in the world. There are plenty of dead ends and logistical issues to overcome. And the journey is not over. This cave exploration starts like every other one, somebody was curious and did not settle for labeling a hole in the ground as another cave.
Maximizing the Moment
Sometimes the moment is not as we planned, but if we are committed we can create a memorable moment. More than once I have found myself enduring a long airport layover. The choice is to settle into a corner, connect to wifi, and hope time passes quickly. Or, I can go explore. Last week I spent over an hour running on the top level of parking garages as Houston International Airport (GPS running route screenshot above). After a little adventuring I discovered three of the parking facilities were connected via a causeway and exterior stairs making for a bigger loop. As I ran I watched the arrival and departure of everything from small commuter jets to large Airbus A380s. 
Because I opted to be a bit adventurous, I ran into a South American soccer team, rode an airport train that was comically slow and small, and gained access to an airport hotel lounge that had a phone which rang ceaselessly. All these events are far more memorable than most airport clubs, except for when I sat next to Dr. Oz at LAX but that is a different layover story.
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