nowhere to go
Posted by Gordon on January 26, 2009
Image of cover of Arabesques
Modern travel:
He was exploring his own mind’s labyrinths rather than the casbah’s. This was a moment of pure self-discovery, not a heroic quest to find the Northwest Passage or the sources of the Nile; this was merely dallying with danger rather than a swashbuckling fight to the death with monstors or marauding natives. Dispiritingly this sort of adventure is the only sort left to most of us now that there’s virtually nowhere left for us to go – nowhere wildly unfamiliar – and absolutely nothing left to do when we get there except photograph it. Dessaix Arabesques p17
.. photograph it or perhaps write about it? … and it might be a mere quibble but there was ever – by dint of personality as much as resources and opportunities – rather few adventure options for ‘most of us.’
Another option: die, or nearly so, doing it (Into the Wild; Touching the Void).
