“A weak mind is like a microscope, which magnifies trifling things but cannot receive great ones.”
Lord Chesterfield
Adell and Alexander continued to walk down Central Park West until they reached the Tavern on the Green. They were quickly ushered to their seats and Adell ordered the honey roasted figs for an appetizer.
“Are these types of eating establishments numerous?” Alexander asked.
“Yes there are tens of thousands of them in this city alone. You can eat every meal of the day at one of them.”
“How did you choose this one?”
“I thought you would enjoy the figs and lamb.”
“Tell me more about the map of the world.”
“It is much bigger than you think.”
“Where are we now?”
“New York City.”
“In relation to Macedonia how far away are we?”
“In a normal day’s march it would take 316 days to travel the distance if one could march in a straight line and across the ocean.”
The calculations were forming in Alexander’s mind. Almost a full year of marching to reach this location and crossing the ocean. It was almost impossible to believe. “In which direction is my homeland?”
“To the east.”
“Has anyone ever conquered it all?”
“No. It is impossible.”
“But many have tried?”
“There have been...
