Every time I travel I buy travelmagazines. Often I fall for the glossy ones with luxurious sparesorts on the front page. It looks so wonderful I can not help but buying one or two and dream away for a little while. But because they only write about resortswhere it would cost a small fortune to spend only a weekend I end uprather depressed instead of anxious to go on my next holiday. Every time. I knowthat the length of my holidays does not go together with these hotelsand when I think about it normally not what I like to do on myholidays either.
Recently, during a long lay over atLAX, it was time for a new purchase. This time I think I foundsomething better. A not so glossy front page with a rick shaw bikedriver from Cuba caught my eye. This magazine, Afar, focused more on activitieslike surfing and rock climbing rather than spa and picture perfectbeach resorts. I felt much better. All of a sudden I had an urge to find that little island in the Caribbean that was so hard to getto or go climbing in Cuba. It was refreshing that they focused more on what to do and experience than where to sleep, shop or drink exclusive drinks. These things usually fall into place anyway once you know where you want to go and what to do. I am more looking for inspiration and not a list of hotels and shops when I read about travel and this suited me just perfectly.