Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Theroux on Travel

The travel book was a bore. It annoyed me that a traveller hid his or her moments of desperation or fear or lust. Or the time he or she screamed at the taxi driver, or mocked the folk dancers. And what did they eat, what books did they read to kill time, and what were the toilets like? I had done enough travelling to know that half of travel was delay or nuisance - buses breaking down, hotel clerks being rude, market peddlers being rapacious. The truth of travel was interesting and off-key, and few people ever wrote about it.

Read the rest of Paul Theroux's account of how he became a travel writer.

(My favorite of his books is still The Great Railway Bazaar.)

[HT: Arts & Letters Daily ]

1 comment:

benny said...

not bad