Once
upon a time, all that was left from a trip abroad were a few products,
preferably bought at the airport. Those were the days of bottles of wine and boxes
of chocolates, nothing related to poetry or prose whatsoever.
Today,
one is left with a bunch of selfies.
When
they ‘re posted in real time, selfies project the longing of tourists to find themselves
around friends and family once again, or anywhere else in the world for that
matter, wherever your followers on Instagram might check your Story from.
His
plane flies and her (cruise) ship sails, and yet tourists never really leave
home.
Through
the pandemic of selfies we became conscious that tourists can rather be located
everyware but from the country they pretend to be visiting.
Their
greatest triumph:
“reducing the turnover time of
consumption as close as possible to zero.”
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