Through Glacier Park — Mary Roberts Rinehart

There are many to whom new places are only new pictures. But, after much wanderingj this thing I have learned, and I wish I had learned it sooner: that travel is a mattery not only of seeing, but of doing. It is much more than that. It is a matter of new human contacts. It is not of places, but of people. What are regions but the setting for life? The desert, without its A rabs, is but the place that God forgot. To travel, then, is to do, not only to see. To travel best is to be of the sportsmen of the road. To take a chance, and win; to feel the glow of muscles too long unused; to sleep on the ground at night and find it soft; to eat, not because it is time to eat, but because ones body is clamoring for food; to drink where every stream and river is pure and cold; to get close to the earth and see the stars this is travel.
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