is this why we travel? or, let me not generalise or project my own preference for the other worldly and allow me to rephrase: is this why I travel? and by 'this', I mean this picture above, of the Maucarquipa rock formations at Salinas y Aguada Blanca National Reserve in Arequipa, Peru.
Nice though they may be, no, I did not spend 12 hours on a plane and a subsequent 16 on a bus just to see these rocks. I'm not talking about the rocks per se but rather that idea of the exotic, the other, which confirms that the pain and travelling time has indeed transported you to a place where things are a little different, where you are now a little different.
It's the picture I look at and predictably sigh, can't believe I was there once...
...followed by a quick afterthought of - where to next? ;)
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