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Written by Katie Parla on November 28, 2014

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People often ask me if I ever get tired of traveling. It's a reasonable question. I write guidebooks, host trips, spend a disproportionate amount of time thinking about far-flung restaurants, and seem to have made a career out of getting on trains. But no, I don't get tired of it. That's partly because traveling for work and traveling for myself feel like two entirely different things now. Guidebook research requires constant scrutiny. A recommendation can't rest on a good meal I had five years ago or a hotel I remember fondly. Places change, restaurants lose their way, hotels grow tired, and a perfectly good walking route can be disrupted by a bridge closure or by changes in a neighborhood an occasional visitor would never recognize. My job is to notice everything, verify it, and distill it through the eyes of someone arriving for the first time. I enjoy that work, but it demands a particular kind of vigilance and attention. When I travel for myself, I let all of that go. e curti pasta katie parla

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