To walk in the world’s poorer countries is to enter the orbit of their inhabitants. An attachment to the earth—to the vital soil or rock underfoot—is still the lot of most of the world’s population.
Colin Thubron has walked most happily in small countries—Cyprus, Lebanon, Kyrgystan—where the regional changes are close and intimate. The footpaths and goat-tracks thread a network of sites—villages, fields, wells—whose genesis belongs to a time before tarmac. Sometimes they give you the pleasing sense of walking through the ancient character of the land.
Shorn of the steel straitjacket of aeroplane or car, this might be called “deep travelling” if only your feet were less transient on the track.
Quoting Colin Thubron who is an award-winning travel writer and the president of the Royal Society of Literature
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Finally, in a moment of drowsy dream
I see the last impediments fall away.
Papers are stamped and shuffled and stone faces nod.
My feet awake from pins and needles.
The endlessness of night is over.
In a blink of the eye
The last step has been taken
And I have arrived
I have moved from the underground
To Holy Ground.
From fetters to freedom.
I only ask that as You unbind my feet
To walk this new land
That I continue to run every new risk with You.
And Heavenly Father,
That Your release of power
On earth as it is in heaven
Would bring life
To the dead men walking
Bumping into walls
In my old land.
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