My favorite part of traveling is the people. Put me in a busy coffee shop or metro station and I’ll be content for hours. While crowds flow through streets and shops, I do not look to buy and only pretend to read the informational placard. Really I am just watching the people; how they fight and resolve their differences, how they chat and how they shy away. There is nothing more entertaining and enlightening.
Who knew that it is the tourists that make tourist attractions so fascinating? Even while nearing the Rosetta Stone at the British Museum, I couldn’t help but contemplate how much more interesting the living humans were than the lifeless (albeit significant) stone. Parents attempted to explain the wonder of the stone to their bored children. Couples looked on with faux interest while contemplating their partners. History geeks tried to hide their tears.
I know it sounds creepy, but I travel to see people. I love people, I really do.