We used to soy that we lovett not a gondenty see cried, if Those were the glowing, adventure) ous days when we exulted in explore ing the mildewy depths of the Tube when we could ud: fly by commer cial plane, when every journey concealed potential thrills and the verb to go was always conjugated in the Jeyous mood. ordered, from a drink to a genius, but not all the thrills of life can commandeered that way. Some of them will always elude the traveller in the suite de tuse. Indeed hey have rather a penchant for thirds, and unfashionable localities.
Therefore those of us whose As previously indicated, we still) want to travel, We never did, and werdon't now, aspire to enact the! dumb, driven tourist role in any of tthe Round the World trips, yet we would rather go that way than not at all, Tt is in the matter of travel ound Shanghai that our spark has failed us. The East makes us lazy, Jealous of our personal ease. Thereby we often forfeit experience Adventures often come the way of one who'sits in the comfortable arm chairs of life's lobbies,, with a boy whin call to bring" in © anything social position will not permit travel second class may some day miss something worthwhile, We do not like to appear vain, Dut we should like to boast here that we have travelled, not to say, do travel in a tram. There are those who grow chesty because they swank about. in Rolls-Royces, but We think this is far more common—in SShanghal, a least There "are Shadghal who have never ridden ibtless" hundreds of people in
fu a trami, as many' more who have MRS,
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