Quotes About Travel

Sea City, here we come!

Is Janine home?" "She's in Liberia," Steve said. "Siberia," I corrected him. "And she's not there, anyway. Really. She's just busy, Jerry.

Now my parents are divorced and I live in Connecticut with my mom and brother, but my dad still lives in California. All in all, I've flown back and forth across the country eleven times.

Then we headed for our homes.

I was all packed and ready to go.

All travel has its advantages. If the passenger visits better countries, he may learn to improve his own, and if fortune carries him to worse, he may learn to enjoy it.

A man who has not been in Italy, is always conscious of an inferiority, from his not having seen what it is expected a man should see.

The noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees, is the high road that leads him to England!

her backpack

Ze moet het huis uit, en haar hoofd uit. Zolang we in een bekende omgeving zijn, blijven we hangen in ons hoofd, met al die onzinnige gedachten waar we niets mee opschieten. In het buitenlans léven we in onze zintuigen; dan nemen we al die nieuwe en prachtige taferelen, geuren en geluiden in ons op. We stijgen uit boven het zinloze gepruttel van onze gedachten en leven volkomen in het nu. Fairfield Park -

Las historias tristes ocurren a veces en lugares tristes, como las estaciones de tren o los aeropuertos. Entonces la gente lo nota y lo comenta, y todos dicen que en verdad los aeropuertos y las estaciones de tren son sitios tristísimos, tan tristes que no dan ganas de volver a viajar pues a nadie le gusta meterse de lleno en la tristeza, y encima por esos precios.

We traveled for two weeks with a pickled hippo.

D.C., Baltimore, Philadelphia, Austin... and you. I'll be there soon.

I'd learn that it's not just where you go, but how you choose to get there. So I pulled that sign off the green bike - ENJOY YOUR RIDE! - and went inside to take the first step toward doing just that.

It's not just where you go, but how you choose to get there.

Meanwhile, Morris settled into his seat with his signature slouch, neither knowing nor caring where I was taking him. Like destinations, in general, were vastly overrated. And maybe they were. As long as you were moving, you were always going somewhere.

As long as you were moving, you were always going somewhere.

During the long stretches of quiet two-lane highway, with the sun setting in the distance, it was somehow easier to say things aloud, and regardless of what was said, we just kept moving toward that horizon.

Sometimes even the shortest distance can be impossible to navigate, whether you went road or shore or some other route.

Destinations are overrated, as long as your moving, your going somewhere

Time, Caroline decided, could be trusted to measure the distance between meals, and nothing else. But a mile was always a mile, no matter how long it took to traverse. Days spent on the road were best measured in miles.

Should I pack a bathing suit?

That's what we Americans do when we find a place that's really special. We go there and act exactly like ourselves. And we are a bunch of fun-loving dopes.

Still, compared to him, compared to the people we descend from, I am free of history. I'm so free of history I have to get in a car and drive seven states to find it.