The people who run London, for example, love to boast that the city is attracting record numbers (17.4 million in 2014). And they want more. “They especially have their eye on the high-spending shoppers who currently stop in Paris.” For them, a “flourishing” tourist industry is the tourism hallmark of success – which it probably is, in terms of the cash it brings in. Trouble is, it doesn’t always enrich the lives of the local residents – think of all those tourist coaches clogging up the streets of the West End, or the selfie-stick-wielding throngs on Oxford Street making the pavements a hell on earth. But it’s exciting to discover that one European city has called a halt. Ada Colau, the new mayor of Barcelona, has dared to “challenge the conventional wisdom that tourism is the bright white hope of a modern economy”. The raft of new policies she has introduced include a moratorium on new hotel licences, and a clamp-down on unregistered apartment-letting. Calau is putting the residents’ interests first. Is it too much to hope that London and other cities might follow her example? (Mary Dejevsky, The Independent)
Bravo! Probably few, if any, readers will have visited Oxford Street (London) recently. Take my word, it is a vision of Hell. The hordes of people who seem to have arrived in London with whole extended families, each with half a dozen children in tow. They yell at one another, oblivious of others around them. Others have their heads down, consulting their mobile phones. Selfie photographers are the least of the problem. The phalanxes come straight at you, leaving you to dodge or skip round the small armies, gazing in windows. If you want to buy something you discover that major department stores, like Selfridges, have gone up-market, catering to the very rich tourists. Where I live is not much better; the armies are more modest, but so are the widths of the sidewalks. It matters not that English can seldom be heard, but it does matter that shopping has become quite unpleasant for residents. There is little Epicurean ataraxia on the streets of London, Summer being the worst.
