I went to the museum
In an age of often vapid and insular internet islands, it makes you sound so intellectual and sophisticated when you respond nonchalantly to the question of “What did you do this weekend?” with “I went to the museum.”
Why do we travel?
The pressure to go out and see as much as you possibly can is exacerbated by the fact that everyone around you seems to be doing it too. Everyone else is having a real thrilling, young people’s jet-set European summer — I mean, shouldn’t I be having one too? Social Media Blurb: Musings on travel culture.
Lonesome traveler
I found something in Lonesome Traveler and in Kerouac — whose life and work was fueled by movement, by hitchhiking and catching trains and being On the Road — that made me start to think more deeply about what exactly it meant to travel, to ‘see the world,’ as we are so often told to do when we are young.