Off The Grid: What 10,000 Miles From Home Feels Like
On Earth, 12,450 miles is the farthest anyone can get from home. Take one more step in any direction, and you will have started your return journey from the halfway point.
Until I visit one of these places (aka 45° meridian east), I came as close to that point as I ever have last month. The distance from my home in Provo, Utah, to Durban, South Africa, is over 10,000 miles, where I began a life-changing journey through the motherland.
I should have grasped this impressive separation sooner than I did. Upon booking airfare, total flight time read more than 20 hours. “That’s a long flight,” I thought to myself, before moving to other arrangements.
The tremendous distance didn’t fully register until a few days after my arrival, upon receiving a courtesy text from my mother-in-law about my five-year-old daughter. She’s having a tough time with you away.
That didn’t surprise me. In fact, my daughter’s face seems to break whenever her mother or I leave for even a night. In those moments, I somehow succeed in fighting back tears. But I often cry inside, and I always question the importance of the journey at hand.
On this trip, however, I was too enamored with our adventure to appreciate just how far from home I was. That is until home called me, which tugged on my heartstrings, ignited my curiosity and ended with Google Maps calculating and returning my precise distance from home—10,220 miles.