Sunday, March 25, 2012
Half a world away, at my parentsí house, there is no microwave, no answering machine, no computer, and no WiFi. All electric appliances are unplugged immediately after use and you never leave the house while the washer or dryer are running. While this is certainly not typical for all my landsmen and -women, this is how my folks chose to live their life.
Half a world away, unable to check e-mail or do other computer related activities, which we have all become so accustomed to on a daily basis, we had no choice but to settle into a simpler kind of life.
Half a world away the kids certainly were not happy without Facebook and e-mail, but made the best of it. Daytimes were filled with outings and visits and during their down time they watched DVDs, read, and had actual conversations.
Half a world away, life is incredibly structured. Meal times are set in stone. Morning activities are planned so the lunchtime destination is reached by latest 13:30 in order to insure a proper meal.
Half a world away the craziness that is my life in the US started slipping away. This forced upon routine was relaxing and soothing. This was definitely a trip back to my roots. As always, a trip that left me feeling grounded and energized.
Half a world away my injured back had a chance to recover. Iíve been pain free for almost two weeks. Iím planning on slowly increasing my exercise over the next couple of weeks.
Tomorrow itís back to work for me, back to long stressful hours, back to worrying about bills, my teenager, my life.
My batteries are recharged; goal is to hold on to the tranquility as long as possible. Our vacation was wonderful, half a world away.