He flips through the pages in disinterest. They're all one and the same to him. A few hours drive isn't a problem... if he had a car. Maybe it's time to see if he can leverage one out of his dad in exchange for a promise to go to college? Now THAT'S a thought...
Trods can be useful... to go across country, sure. But when an hour's mortal travel might turn out to be a few minutes or a few days based on the whim of the dreaming? Symon is the cautious sort, and he'd rather take the bus.