Goodbye Europe

'I'm going home.'
'— a sharp lad with a bit of experience of the world could – what?'
'I said I'm going home,' repeated Twoflower.
'What home?' said Rincewind, astonished.
'Home home. My home. Where I live,' Twoflower explained sheepishly. 'Back across the sea. You know. Where I came from.'
'Oh.'
 There was a pause. Then Twoflower said, 'You see, last night it occurred to me, I thought, well, the thing is, all this travelling and seeing things is fine but there's also a lot of fun to be had from having been. You know, sticking all your pictures in a book and remembering things.'
'There is?'
'Oh, yes. The important thing about having lots of things to remember is that you've got to go somewhere afterwards where you can remember them, you see? You've got to stop. You haven't really been anywhere until you've got back home. I think that's what I mean.'
Rincewind ran the sentence across his mind again. It didn't seem any better second time around.
'Oh,' he said again. Well, good. If that's the way you look at it.'

-from 'The Light Fantastic' by Terry Pratchett.

Goodbye Europe!