Like tourists huffing and puffing to reach the peak we forget the view on the way up.
Friedrich Nietzsche – Tourist
What an odd thing tourism is. You fly off to a strange land, eagerly abandoning all the comforts of home, and then expend vast quantities of time and money in a largely futile attempt to recapture the comforts that you wouldn’t have lost if you hadn’t left home in the first place.
