The case for arriving a day early
Every good trip I have taken started with one wasted day. Not wasted, really — a day with no plan,
where I just walk a neighbourhood and let it bore me a little. That first slow day is where a place
stops being a list of sights and starts being somewhere I have actually been. I no longer book tours
for the first morning. I book nothing. I get coffee, I sit, I watch. The trip is better for it every single
time.
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