I am re-reading Paul Theroux's 'Old Patagonian Express' to get in the right frame of mind for the journey. It is about traveling to Patagonia by train from Boston (USA, not Lincs John!). Lots of things echo. Here's one. ".. travel - its very motion - ought to suggest hope. Despair is the armchair; its indifference and glazed, incurious eyes. I think travellers are essentially optimists, or else they would never go anywhere". Someone in another book I read recently (thanks Nick) when asked what he feared about death replied "Unsatisfied curiosity". Is that why we travel?
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