Every now and then somebody, thinking to take advantage of my travel hobby, which has resulted in four global circumnavigations and taken me to most of the world’s non-Communist countries, asks me which place on earth is my all-time favorite. It is, of course, an impossible question to answer unless it is more closely defined. My favorite for a day, or a month, or a year? My favorite to live in? (Or die in?) My favorite if alone, or when traveling with company? My favorite in which season? And so on.
Still, 62 winters have now besieged my brow, and it is surely only reasonable that I ought to have something useful to say in response to the basic question. As it happens, I do. I precede my response with the warning that all I can do is say which place I personally like best; people differ, and anyone is free to disagree. But that is the only concession I shall make.
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