Travel is only glamorous in retrospect.

Friendship is also about liking a person for their failings, their weakness. It's also about mutual help, not about exploitation.

Everyone had an opinion and no one had a solution.

Now and then in travel, something unexpected happens that transforms the whole nature of the trip and stays with the traveler.

There are probably more annoying things than being hectored about African development by a wealthy Irish rock star in a cowboy hat, but I can't think of one at the moment.

Airplanes have dulled and desensitized us; we are encumbered, like lovers in a suit of armor.

It's only when you're alone that you realize where you are. You have nothing to fall back on except your own resources.