Fly.

 I swear that felt like being in Heaven (if such a place actually exists).

At this juncture it seems as though choices are running out. Airfares seem to be casting destination after destination beyond reach. 

Kumasi, Ghana. Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Tunis, Tunisia. Lahore, Pakistan. Budapest, Hungary. Oradea, Romania. Hangzhou, China. Mwanza, Tanzania. Port Harcourt, Nigeria. Riviere de Creoles/Port Louis, Mauritius.

Not to mention the remaining issues like the "concern" barrier because good ol' me has the propensity to opt for war zones, where I run the risk of getting maimed, swindled, harassed or killed. Flying is one thing. And then there are the million others to answer to. 

If only there is the possibility of taking off by sheer flapping of the upper appendages.