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Great Travel Quotes Part 1

I read The Beach by Alex Garland recently, since it’s about finding an island paradise close to Koh Phangan in Thailand, where I went last month.  I thought these three quotes about travel were pretty brilliant.

“I don’t like dealing with money transactions in poor countries. I get confused between feeling that I shouldn’t haggle with poverty and hating getting ripped off.”

A tenement in Bangkok

A tenement in Bangkok

“On that trip I learned something very important. Escape through travel works. Almost from the moment I boarded my flight, life in England became meaningless. Seat belt signs lit up, problems switched off. Broken armrests took precedence over broken hearts. By the time the plane was airborne I’d forgotten England ever existed.”

Ready to escape!

Ready to escape!

“Collecting memories, or experiences, was my primary goal when I first started traveling. I went about it in the same way as a stamp collector goes about collecting stamps, carrying around with me a mental list of all the things I had yet to see or do. Most of the list was pretty banal. I wanted to see the Taj Mahal, Borobudur, the Rice Terraces in Banave, Angkor Wat. Less banal, or maybe more so, was that I wanted to witness extreme poverty. I saw it as a necessary experience for anyone who wanted to appear worldly or interesting. Of course witnessing poverty was the first to be ticked off the list.”

My travel checklist

My travel checklist

Do you have any favorite travel quotes?

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Travel Adventure #1: Playing Dead in Montmajour Abbey

Call me morbid, but I love old cemeteries.  They’re so peaceful, so spiritual, so, well, otherworldly.  I can spend hours looking at  tombstones and reading the inscriptions, thinking about how the people lived. 

My all-time favorite cemetery is the one I came across unexpectedly at Montmajour Abbey, a huge medieval monastery outside of Arles in France.  There aren’t any bodies there now – they were removed long ago.  When I first saw the large holes cut into the rocky outcrop outside the abbey, I didn’t know what they were.  Then I realized the holes were vaguely human-shaped, with angular cuts for the shoulders and head.  My thoughts went something like this:

“Oh my God, those are tombs cut into the rock.”

“Wow, they are hundreds of years old.”

“It’s strange that there’s nothing covering them.”

“Since there’s nothing covering them, I should probably get inside one right now!”

And that’s just what I did.  It’s not every day you get to lie inside someone’s tomb.  It wasn’t too comfy, but it was an otherworldly experience.

Playing dead in Montmajour Abbey necropolis

Playing dead in Montmajour Abbey necropolis

Montmajour Abbey necropolis

Montmajour Abbey necropolis

Water-filled tombs in Montmajour Abbey

More tombs in Montmajour Abbey

Picture 241

A view of all the tombs from the abbey’s tower.

 

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