I'm increasingly discovering that I'm part of a much-abused and misunderstood minority.
All things being equal, I prefer a sedentary vacation.
If I'm on vacation that's not a "destination vacation," (i.e., if I'm not going to Paris to explore Paris, or going to Machu Pichu to climb the pyramids) then I just plain don't want to move. I want to sit in the sun and enjoy the stillness. I want to sit on a beach and read a book. Maybe, just maybe, I'll consider dragging out my camera and capturing some images. Maybe. Only if the urge takes me.
There just can't be any plans or schedules. And the first time you come at me with, "Okay, what are we doing? Where are we going? We can't just sit here all day" you're fairly likely to get a pie in the face.
I revel in the stillness. I like the birdsong. I like the sound of the bugs chirping. I like the play of the sunlight through the trees. I'm content. I'm alive to the world around me and keenly aware of my place in it.
Don't fuck with my wa, yo.
All things being equal, I prefer a sedentary vacation.
If I'm on vacation that's not a "destination vacation," (i.e., if I'm not going to Paris to explore Paris, or going to Machu Pichu to climb the pyramids) then I just plain don't want to move. I want to sit in the sun and enjoy the stillness. I want to sit on a beach and read a book. Maybe, just maybe, I'll consider dragging out my camera and capturing some images. Maybe. Only if the urge takes me.
There just can't be any plans or schedules. And the first time you come at me with, "Okay, what are we doing? Where are we going? We can't just sit here all day" you're fairly likely to get a pie in the face.
I revel in the stillness. I like the birdsong. I like the sound of the bugs chirping. I like the play of the sunlight through the trees. I'm content. I'm alive to the world around me and keenly aware of my place in it.
Don't fuck with my wa, yo.
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