As said, the world is smaller and has been corrupted by tourism and commerce.
In 1981 I flew to Agadir in Morocco - it had been rebuilt after an earthquake in the 60's and was now like ANY mediterranean resort. I hated it and remember asking on the first evening "Where do the Moroccans live?" and found it was in a town some 8Km away.
Disaster? Not really, within 2 days I had met up with some people and we hired a car and drove (with 2 Moroccan friends) into the desert and then back through the Atlas mountains to Marrakech (which was already commercialized
) and back to the coast. It was my spiritual awakening - I had never seen miles and miles of absolute nothingness before! I was also amazed at the kindness and the openness of the Berber people I met. So many, many memories of what was only 8 days in my life.
The fathest place we stayed was a small town called Erfoud. There was no hotel (just a Moroccan guest house), the electricity and water went off at 2000 until 0800 and the only sign of "outside" life was a Mercedes Land Cruiser. Now they run coach tours to it
and you can fly Ryanair to Marrakech for the weekend.