Well you've completely missed my point there as regards the 'narrowing' bit, but then as you say - people are different.
An analogy: If I'm doing nothing, I have the potential to do anything. Once I do something, however, that potential is gone. There's the narrowing I speak of. I'd rather dream about the Taj Mahal gleaming in the afternoon sunshine than get up close and see the dirt on the walls.
In any case, I'm happy for you if you like travelling. I don't. My loss? Maybe.
Well I'm always happy to take the chance that Taj Mahal might just be far more beautiful in the flesh than any image of it I could ever dream up.
I remember once being on top of Sigriya rock fortress in Sri Lanka
and believe me, no amount of lying in my bedroom in Manchester dreaming about it could have possibly compared to standing on it and drinking in the view. I know that for a fact because I
did imagine it before I went. And it fell well short of the reality.
But hey man, I love non travellers as much as travellers so come here and gimme a hug.
"The soul is no traveller; the wise man stays at home, and when his necessities, his duties, on any occasion call him from his house, or into foreign lands, he is at home still, and shall make men sensible by the expression of his countenance, that he goes the missionary of wisdom and virtue, and visits cities and men like a sovereign, and not like an interloper or a valet.
I have no churlish objection to the circumnavigation of the globe, for the purposes of art, of study, and benevolence, so that the man is first domesticated, or does not go abroad with the hope of finding somewhat greater than he knows. He who travels to be amused, or to get somewhat which he does not carry, travels away from himself, and grows old even in youth among old things. In Thebes, in Palmyra, his will and mind have become old and dilapidated as they. He carries ruins to ruins
Travelling is a fool's paradise"
Dunno he could be right but I just like going on holiday really mate.