Traveling To Ponder

Do you know what I really want to do? I want to take a train, or a boat, or something that brings me along on an idyllic, romantic, journey. Something that might even take days to get where I want to go. Not a plane though. They are too controlled and monitored. It should be some kind of transportation that hits on all you senses. You know, like on a boat, all I can smell is the sea salt, feeling the wind plastering hair against my face. And a train clicks and clangs along the tracks, all the landscapes rushing along faster than I can take them in. But I want to bring noting with me. No books to read. No schoolwork to finish. I just want to sit there, maybe walking along the length of the boat/train, and follow all thoughts that come to mind. Every day I can feel them, but most of the time I am too busy to let them play inside me, so I send them away. I want my entire trip to be just thinking, pondering, musing, joking, questioning, testing, remembering, imagining, noticing…
This trip would be an excuse to let nothing else get in the way, and just be ruled by my mental distractions, following every random thought and letting it posses me. A trip that is less about getting from one place to another, but purely for me to daydream.