Folding the Land
Years ago, back in Boston, I had a housemate named Bitali, from Papua New Guinea. Over root beers in the kitchen one night, he described to me how when PNGers had a long journey to undertake, they would “fold the land,” to decrease the distance between their departure point and their destination. They would fold the land, and then just step over the fold and be at their destination.
After a recent San Francisco to Los Angeles trip on United Airlines, with multiple-hour delays in both directions (Not enough planes? Not enough pilots?), Bitali’s way of getting around seems even more appealing. And is it really any less plausible than climbing into an enormous steel bird to get where you’re going?