Photo by Christian Joudrey on Unsplash Certain places seem to exist mainly because someone has written about them. Killimanjaro belongs to Ernest Hemingway. Oxford, Mississippi, belongs to William Faulkner...A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his image. Joan Didion (in her essay Quiet Days in Malibu )