Game worlds are bigger than ever, so how come we never stop to smell the roses?

I remember the first time I played Skyrim . It was pre-launch, at a public convention, and slots were strictly limited to twenty minutes per player. I can’t recall all the specifics, but I do remember that the demo dropped you just outside of Riverwood with the goal of talking with one of the town’s inhabitants to further the current quest chain. I waited in line, and when my time came I sat down,