I found this while doing some subway reading today.

"The born traveller is the man who is without prejudices, who sets out wanting to learn rather than to criticize, who is stimulated by oddity, who recognizes that everyone is his brother, however strange and ludicrous he may be in dress and appearance." From "The Englishman Abroad."

Golf travel is a microcosm of this ideal...and not just the "ludicrous dress and appearance" part. In Scotland and Ireland where they play on the edge of the sea, they wear kilts and serve haggis and soda bread. Players in Morocco's oasis-like palmyraes will be served sumptuous tagines (that's meat or fish and vegetable stew for those of you scoring at home) by jellaba wearing Berbers. In India, you'll put on "browns" not greens - oil soaked piles of sand that, like traps, must be raked after putting - and share curried dishes with sari wearing locals.

Clambakes in Boston, luaus in Hawaii, steaks in the southwest...and everywhere golf. A game of wonderous variety. Every exploration is unique.

Checkout:
http://www.travelgolf.com/departments/blogs/jay.flemma/2005/04/08/golf_travel_from_scotland_and_ireland_to