Tell the tails of you journeys, it’s what people want to know, it’s the way they learn
I restarted to read. What I’m reading? Another book on India: Traveler’s Tales India. For them who don’t know, in some months, I’m going to this all-in-one country. Some says that India stand for “I’ll Never Do It Again”; I’ll be able to judge it when I’ll return.
While reading the book I stopped at this quote and thought about it two seconds:
“This kind of preparation is best archived through traveler’s tales, for we get our inner landmarks more from anecdote than information. Nothing can replace listening to the experience of others, to the war stories that come out after few drinks, to the memories that linger and beguile. For millennia it’s been this way: at watering holes and wayside inns, the experienced traveler tells those nearby what lies ahead on the ever-mysterious road. Stories stroke the imagination, inspire, frighten, and teach. In stories we see more clearly the urges that bring us to wander, whether it’s hunger for change, adventure, self-knowledge, love, curiosity, sorrow, or even something as prosaic as a job assignment or two weeks off.”
I see in it a definition, an aim of blogs. This is a place, where people around the world, tell their daily tales in their neighborhoods. This is what they want to write about and this is what people want to read.
As it’s said, we need to read stories that stroke the imagination, inspire, frighten and teach. We need to learn from the experience of others, in their daily lives. We want to read true stories. We don’t want fiction. We want writings that reach us as human being.
After all Paul Fussel wrote it in Abroad: British Literacy Traveling Between the Wars:
“We are all tourists now, and there is no escapes.”