Travelling overland is also like getting a crash course in local geography. Moving between places rather than jumping from one to another I feel I get a better sense of the context of the place, how it fits into the world outside. Flying into Bangkok last year it was more difficult to get a sense for its place as the hub of South East Asia. Arriving by bus from Cambodia several years ago I was able to be part of the smelly, crowded electric current of the people, vehicles and goods flowing in and out of the city (can you still call a place as large and dense as Bangkok a city?).
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If this bus hadn't broken down... |
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I would have missed this sight. Prayer flags protecting those travelling the mountain pass. |
The convenience of flying can't be beaten (even with the shoe checks and see through bags) but sometimes I love to see what is in between.
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