Flying past oceans filled with exotic fruit jelly or rivers of maple syrup bursting out of wormholes of concentrated existence, I always make a short stop for just a few milliseconds, which, however, is quite enough to make friends with the local dolphins, regale them with a harvest of the most colorful dreams of the last week or two, swim a couple of times, maybe take a nap, reload my blaster and move on.
After all, the feat does not wait, you need to strive to meet it!