Just came upon this article today:
It really hit on the purpose of travel. What does travel bring to your life? What makes the airfare worth it?
To me, it’s about discovering a place. The life and breath of a dot on the map. Cities and towns are like organisms- very human in their scope. In the extensiveness of their personalities.
Did you notice Paris winks at you at dusk? Did you see London give a cheeky smirk when you came around the corner and saw the monumental buildings fly into view?
New York City is most certainly a woman, her boroughs the multiple facets of her psyche. She entices with that apple, but always pulls it away at the last minute.
What this article really touches on, though, is the people. The people who have learned to wrangle these places. They have tamed the beasts. They surf the tides. Watching their emotions, the way they go about their lives, is a special experience all in itself. This is what the author alludes to.
I couldn’t agree more.