Travel Tips

It wears you down. That's the thing. It's not the money, it's not the expense, it's the constant expectancy. The hand forever out, the longing looks, the platters of change. When you arrive it's a novelty. You feel quite the benefactor handing over what is mere loose change to you. What will otherwise be lost down the sofa, dropped in the gutter, thrown away for pure convenience. But when the hand is out expectantly for the thousandth time that day, when you're handing out a buck a time for every all-inclusive drink, when you can't turn down a street without feeling the tug of your sleeve and another story of how many mouths to feed, it wears you down.