There is a book, written by John Baxter, called The most beautiful walk in the world. He’s not talking about an Alpine trail or a hike in the Scottish Highlands. He reckons it’s in Paris. And I would tend to agree. I much prefer walking round a town to hiking in the countryside. I don’t think it’s laziness; I did some strenuous fell walking as a young man. I just find more of interest to look at and photograph in the city. I’m impressed by spectacular views in nature but the wonder wears off. So I smiled when I found these quotes:-

“I like a good view, but I prefer to sit with my back to it” (Alice B. Toklas)

“Je suis incapable de m’attendrir sur les végétaux.” (I am incapable of being moved by vegetation) (Charles Baudelaire)

I suppose those words are not surprising coming from the flâneur Baudelaire. You just couldn’t see him with anorak, map and compass. Cognac and cigar, yes. Hiking boots, not really.