'Travel' comes from the word 'travail' meaning work.
God of course has condemned us to work. God said we shall earn our bread by the sweat of our brow and bring forth our children in travail.
But the sweetest thing is to stop working.
When everything stops and we experience the sweet inner nectar, when contemplation replaces work.
But we can't help ourselves. When we stop working and consuming, we become consumers in the tourist industry.
It looks like we have been cursed by God. And just when we thought we had escaped, we are cursed by tourists.