Via haiku, this is a reminder that popular sites are never as portrayed in the glossies. We knew that of course – you being the readership you are – but this puts it graphically.
I’m not so fussed about the Pyramids being in outer Cairo – most people probably know that – and there was still enough desert for me to be kidnapped a couple of decades ago, with the gf, plus the Pyramids and Sphinx in themselves are historic wonders, there was more than enough space to move about, plus the journey from the Med was interesting.
For me, the two places where I could not handle the sheer crush of the crowds were the Duomo, in Firenze and Versailles. The swirling hordes around the Duomo were daunting and as for Versailles!
For some reason, we were able to jump the queue and get in but that hardly helped, once inside. A great disappointment in these pictures is the Sistine Chapel – maybe those ugly barriers were there decades ago, maybe not but my recollection was that there were a fair few but you could still lie down and look up, plus most people were doing it – there was no official telling you not to.
Seems to me I did my travelling while it was still doable and modern circumstances had not made it a horror. For example, I’ve not yet been patted down at any airport, my last flight being in 2008, so all the stories one hears are since then.
Going further, if the between wars era could be said to be the golden age of travel, maybe it was but the 80s weren’t bad either.
Seems to me that, just as with film, the travel era has gone, in the sense that it’s no longer convenient, no longer without intrusion and danger, no longer fun. In 1989, I went first class rail around Europe and it did not break the bank – that was eating out every night for a month – plus there were not huge crowds – it was summer too.
Perhaps it’s just age now and loss of interest but somehow methinks it’s more than that.