by Anna Blanch on May 3, 2011

So, we do not travel to get away from it all. Alas, as the bumper sticker says, “Wherever you go, there you are.” Travel fails as escape but it succeeds as confrontation—confrontation with our old selves that, deprived of their usual confirmatory surroundings, may yield to a new one.
Once your travels have shown you what it means to see freshly, you discover that you can almost do so without leaving home. Almost, but not quite, at least not forever. There seems to be nothing like immersion in another culture for staving off the mind’s tendency to calcification. We travel to grow up, wake up, and stay on our toes.

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