I know that I've been on a Theroux kick lately, but the other night I read the first chapter of Ghost Train to the Eastern Star. The book retraces the route he covered in The Great Railway Bazaar.
The Old Master is back. An excerpt:
The best of travel seems to exist outside of time, as though the years of travel are not deducted from your life. Travel also holds the magical possibility of reinvention: that you might find a place you love, to begin a new life and never go home. In a distant place no one knows you - nearly always a plus. And you can pretend, in travel, to be different from the person you are, unattached, enigmatic, younger, richer or poorer, anyone you choose to be, the rebirth that many travelers experience if they go far enough.
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