On the subject of travel, my father used to say: "You can't go back. Avoid the places you loved when you were young, because they'll have changed, and you'll be disappointed." Occasionally my husband agrees, "That's right, you can't go back."
But does that mean that the cities and countries where we were happiest and most enchanted must forever be crossed off the list of dreamed-of destinations? Can't some places remain unspoiled (or possibly even improve)? And, at the very least, isn't it interesting to see how different a place looks to us at various points in our lives?
Source: http://www.nytimes.com/
