I have a morbid fear of being a tourist.
I'd much rather be 'visitor' or 'atithi' or whatever.
Imagine !
The horror !
Sightseeing !
Snapping away at everything in sight !
Talking too loud !
Insulting the sanctity of local shrines !
Being mean to innocent bystanders who refuse to cart your luggage because they've never seen you before ! (and because they don't work for your tour company )
Demanding ridiculous things, like pony rides on times square and dahivada on the Champs Elysees, and then complaining loudly about the lack of facilities when you don't get them !
And saying rude things about 'incompetent' locals loudly in vernacular, and then giving them smiles a self- obsessed teen queen would have seen through !
Taking along loud, bawling brats that decide to wail loudly in the middle of historical talks and infuriate all those within hearing distance !
Tourists are awful. Awful, awful, awful, awful, awful. I don't want to be one ever.
They're nothing but exasperating, irritating,vacillating, calculating, agitating, Maddening and infuriating hags. Or, in this case, people.
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i thought about it ..see theyre trying to fit in where they dont belong ...n do all the things that are done and feel very empty and its all completeely useless...
but cant really help it, no one can... tourist culture pervades all... face it, we're tourists all round, every step that you take out of your house or just out of your own little corner, you're stepping into something new.... going to another country or whatever is a larger scale of that, is all.
all the lonely people, where do they all belong
lonely people belong nowhere, i suppose. and then they don't care any more, so they belong everywhere. but it isn't them that have the problem stepping out of comfort zone because they don't have one...when u belong somewhere, there's a problem everywhere else...
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