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A survey found that, while we're flying further than ever before, we're being lazier than ever when we get there. Almost half of us fail to leave the hotel compound for the duration of our holiday. We huddle on loungers in an all-inclusive bubble sipping pre-paid drinks. And Amen to that I say!
Travelling used to be the thing I did to get to a holiday destination. Then it became an end in itself. I had to see every sight and savour every experience, ticking them off in a guide book. But adventure, like nostalgia, is not what it was, and when I did clamber up a peak in the Andes, my Blackberry rang.
Let's face it. Wherever you fly to now, whether its Lanzarote or Lagos, you're never going to be more than a tourist. Choose to sling on a rucksack rather than high heels and you'll find that the locale, far from being virginal, is positively sullied. The locals are understandably sullen. Consider the environmental impact of your jeep trip into the wilderness. You, your guide and your feckless fellow "adventurers" have trampled rare orchids, drunk local reservoirs dry and made everyone hate you.
texte original : http://www.telegraph.co.uk/portal/main.jhtml?xml=/portal/2008/04/10/fttravel110.xml
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