There is something absolutely magical about visiting another country, especially a country like
Perhaps that is, in part, why Damien Walter claimed that England is bewitched by the magical/mystical (having only glanced at the post, this is really random speculation). England really is magical, mystical, bewildering, wondrous, and all manner of other delicious descriptors one might use. But it’s because of the history, I think, that so many tourists are drawn here. That history is a kind of magic of its own, filled with myths, legends, exciting stories, architecture, characters, and literature. It’s a place where you always feel like there’s something grand to learn about the very place you’re standing on. Something happened here, perhaps something insignificant within the endless stream of historical time, but something exciting nonetheless.
Maybe that’s why I keep coming back – this is my fourth trip to England (though my first foray into the southern half of the island). I’m jetlagged. I’m tired. I’m unclean. But I’m amazed by the wonder around me. Is this just the journey of the tourist? Or is there something truly magical about England or equally ancient places that inspire such emotions?
A question for you all: what countries or places have you visited that seemed to wear its history on its face? Let me know in the comments so I can make a list of places to see with my girlfriend…
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[1] When I say old, I mean by degrees of hundreds of years. Much of California was settled fairly late in American history. But there is also something to be said about living in these places that demystifies the historical experience. I love the Old West – the mines, frontier towns, the Gold Rush sites, etc. – but I have lived in that space for so long that it doesn’t hold the allure it once did.
[2] I wrote this post while I was sitting in Gatwick International Airport while waiting for my train.
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