As analogies go, I know this is a little confusing, but stick with me!
A person tastes rabbit for the first time and says, “hmmm, that tastes like chicken.” Chicken is the meat onto which everyone projects new carnivorous experiences. As we were taking our four hour bus trip on Saturday through Uruguay toward the Brazilian border and Punta del Diablo, I often looked at the landscape and thought, “hmmmm, that reminds me of California.”
That’s when I realized that California is to travel what chicken is to new meat experiences. The golden state, which I spent most of my childhood driving through or across, has a lot of land mass with such varied terrain that it can be analogous to nearly any spot in the world.
So, that means that California is the chicken of traveling…at least for me.