Pity poor Thomas Kohnstamm. Retained by Lonely Planet to contribute to various of its much-read guidebooks, Kohnstamm found himself so underpaid and unloved that he had to resort to dealing drugs to make ends meet (as one does). He also found it convenient to write about Columbia without actually going there, thanks to the good fortune of an amorous liaison in San Francisco with a lady who happened to be an intern in the Columbian consulate.
Kohnstamm alleges, in a new book, that this is all par for course in the world of Lonely Planet travel writing.
Some years ago, Blade made overtures to write a Lonely Planet guide on Albania, a country he visited often for a few years. The idea was a good one, at least in so far as the fact that a Lonely Planet guide to Albania did not exist. But Blade swiftly realised that the remuneration proposed would not equate to the amount of sheer hard work involved, and so passed on the opportunity.
But on one trip to Albania, Blade encountered a comely young journalist who wanted to know all about Prague. As a man of the world, Blade was able to shed light on the city of Kafka, Hrabal and the Velvet Revolution. The journalist was delighted, for she was engaged in writing a travel piece about the city.
“You have been there, haven’t you?” enquired Blade.
“No, here in Albania we can’t afford to go anywhere,” replied the Sophia Loren lookalike. “We do all our articles from information on the internet.”
She did not, to Blade’s knowledge, supplement her meagre income by dealing drugs. And here at Spada we feel that mitigating circumstances prevent her from having to answer in the affirmative the question posed in the title of Kohnstamm’s book.
It’s called Do Travel Writers Go To Hell?
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