You know the ones and we’re all guilty, they fly in for a few days then fly home and talk forever about when they ‘did’ Rome or Mauritius. Or the cruise ships that once stayed several days in port but these days only give passengers 6 or 8 hours to see a city in its entirety.
Oh dear as I write this Woody has just stripped naked and dunked himself in the river! Thinks he’s 17 not 71. Now where was I? Yes, 6 hours in port “Oh yes, we did Barcelona, Kyoto or Vancouver.”
The antithesis of this is to hitch up and slowly work your way across the country camping on beaches, sitting beside rivers and propping in small towns getting to know the locals over a beer or a coffee and learning that they once worked hauling gravel where you are now camped or that their cat likes a scratch behind the ear or their dog answers to ‘puss puss’. Now that’s travel.