“He did not think himself as a tourist; he was a traveller. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few day, weeks or months, the traveler, belonging no more to one place than the next, moves slowly, over periods of years, from one part of the earth to another…”
The sheltering sky- Paul Bowles
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