In recent years, I’ve grown to feel that we Americans are getting much better at travel than we used to be. Other than a few spot-on stereotypes (we’re incredibly loud people), we don’t fit the ‘ugly American’ mold in quite the way we used to. The last few times I’ve traveled, I’ve bumped into other traveling Americans and, unlike a few years ago, have not been deeply ashamed.
But while we’re getting better, I still don’t think Americans deserve the title of ‘world’s best travelers’ — that goes to the Brits.
Obviously, such a judgment is necessarily based on anecdotes, omissions, and stereotypes. I’ve never been to Ibiza, which I’ve heard is at times an absolute hellhole of British teenage debauchery, and I’ve managed to avoid a lot of the typical party places while traveling, disposed as I am to a beer, a chat, and a good night’s sleep. So maybe I’ve just managed to miss the worst.
But in my experience, Brits are courteous, fun, and engaged travelers. Here’s why I think that’s the case.