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Spiritual Art of Being a Tourist

I remember as a teenager I went to Florence with my Aunt and Uncle. I loved the architecture and the art, the food and the shops but one thing plagued me as I looked around the beautiful city... We looked like such a bunch of tourists!

 I spent my time trailing behind my Uncle as he walked everywhere with a giant folding map. I used to hide guidebooks on my lap if they were left on the table (lest a waiter should see and discover that the non-Italian speaking, mixed race girl was in fact not a local!), and my stupid teenage brain must have missed countless amazing moments worrying about how much I looking like a tourist.

  Now that I live here on Corfu (where in high season the national sport among locals is to moan about the tourists)  I have come to a new realisation.

Tourists actually understand a place far better then locals!

Locals are busy.
Locals have jobs to maintain, families to look after, routines to uphold and houses to clean.
 Locals have an infinite time to postpone doin…