In the last month or so, many of my Facebook friends went on various excursions around the world. It didn’t take me long to grow tired of their picturesque photos of lakes and mountains and cityscapes. I got in the habit of scrolling quickly past images of them posing on beaches or in front of famous buildings. The vistas, though beautiful, became exhausting. I developed the urge to comment in large capital letters, “LIES, LIES, LIES!” beneath each photo (an urge which, I reflect happily, I never fulfilled). Having just returned from my own two and a half week trip around Europe, I couldn’t help but wonder where the real experience of travelling had gone.
When had photos of travelling become so “beautiful” and yet so lifeless? Continue reading