Travel At Its Truest Is Thus An

Tourism Requires That You See Conventional Things, And That You See Them In A Conventional Way.

The Simple Is Carefully Shunned By Those Who Labour To Seem What They Would Be.

Today The Somme Is A Peaceful But Sullen Place, Unforgetting And Unforgiving. ... To Wander Now Over The Fields Destined To Extrude Their Rusty Metal Fragments For Centuries Is To Appreciate In The Most Intimate Way The Permanent Reverberations Of July, 1916. When The Air Is Damp You Can Smell Rusted Iron Everywhere, Even Though You See Only Wheat And Barley.

A More Or Less Accurate Measure Of Class In America Is Tv Size: The Bigger Your Tv, The Lower Your Class.

Travel At Its Truest Is Thus An Ironic Experience.