If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground.

This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart’s affections, the other destroys your soul. Cities and countries are as alive and feeling, as...

I thought, Dad.Could I go to Vietnam for you?Dad, I could do it. I could do it for you. I could go to the places you fought. I could find the bits and pieces of...

I tramp a perpetual journey.

The Wanderlust has got me… by the belly-aching fire

Make voyages. Attempt them. There’s nothing else.

Why was I still traveling? Was it purely because it was better than turning around and going home, where I would have to make grown-up choices about my future? Or was I waiting to happen...

Lured by the wilderness, and by the chance of spotting rare desert elephants, a few intrepid tourists make their way to the Skeleton Coast each year. It’s just about as remote as any tourist destination...

…I fear their false urgency, their call to speed, their insistence that travel is less important than arrival…

The destination is not the journey. The destination is the person you choose to enjoy the journey with.

To travel beyond our world is to change this present one forever.

I have been informed that he has been arrested for no longer having valid travel documents,

It was the kind of pure, undiffused light that can only come from a really hot blue sky, the kind that makes even a concrete highway painful to behold and turns every distant reflective surface...

One wants never to give up this crystalline perspective. One wants to keep counterpositioning home with what one knows of alternative realities, as they exist in Tunis or Hyderabad. One wants never to forget that...

You must regard this deviation from your plan as part of the adventure that you sought when you decided to embark on it in the first place…Absence of certainty is its essence. People…who choose to...

I heard an airplane passing overhead. I wished I was on it.

Travel is the best teacher. The only way to an open mind is by taking a plane out into the open world.

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.

The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have...

Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid, it goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes, I will follow it.

Through travel I first became aware of the outside world; it was through travel that I found my own introspective way into becoming a part of it.

There’s a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we’ve left it.

Saying good-bye to a city is harder than breaking up with a lover. The grief and regret are more piercing because they are more complex and unmixed, changing from corner to corner, with each passing...

Life lessons are not journeys traveled in straight lines but are crossroadsformed years and miles apart.

Diving in IS testing the water.

The alchemy of diamonds from the rough is to mine every moment.

Every journey has its own traveler. Every dream has its own dreamer. We are all belonged to a specific journey and dream. Some people are currently looking for it, some people are just figuring it...

You have to taste a culture to understand it.

What gives value to travel is fear. It breaks down a kind of inner structure we all have.

He was lonely. I could see that. He was working his butt off-and mine, too-in the hope that a million rupees might sort out his sex life. I prayed to Buddha he would be successful....

I want a moon canoe, because have you ever tried paddling through dirt? Love is a journey, and I try to travel as efficiently as I can.

It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return. Such are the melancolies du voyage: perhaps they are one of the most rewarding things about traveling.

To some, having children may seem as conducive to travelling as having your feet set in concrete.

All of life is a trust fall, and I’m awakening to the thrill, rather than the fear, of being suspended midair.

Travel does not exist without home….If we never return to the place we started, we would just be wandering, lost. Home is a reflecting surface, a place to measure our growth and enrich us after...

…a tourist can’t help but have a distorted opinion of a place: he meets unrepresentative people, has unrepresentative experiences, and runs around imposing upon the place the fantastic mental pictures he had in his head...

When I travel, I don’t bring anything I can’t stand to lose.

I love to eat a roasted puppy when in Switzerland.

It is better to travel than to arrive. Better, by far, to find your own way than to have someone else choose it for you — don’t you think?

After all, one travels in order for things to happen and change; otherwise you might as well stay at home.

Life is about the adventures you take and the memories you make. So travel often and live life with open eyes and an open heart.

He didn’t really like travel, of course. He liked the idea of travel, and the memory of travel, but not travel itself.

You are what you inhabit.

The subject matter of the stories on the surface… there seem to be a number of stories about travel.

You have not traveled enough,” she said. “Or you’d know that every journeymakes its own map across your heart.

I am a citizen-at-large, of everywhere and nowhere, so sometimes I get pretty homesick.

It depends if I get the window seat.

We reviewed the ways we had to bring customers: Method A, flying aerobatics at the edge of town. Method B, the parachute jump. Then we began experimenting with Method C. There is a principle that...

A lot of us first aspired to far-ranging travel and exotic adventure early in our teens; these ambitions are, in fact, adolescent in nature, which I find an inspiring idea…Thus, when we allow ourselves to...

A young gratuitous smile; trust and distrust;Promiscuities of bed and board and road; The one assured treasureA life, in recollection, truly possessed.