Lately we have been traveling so much that I almost forgot what it really feels like being on a holiday.
For a long time we discussed what we would do in the end of summer. We were thinking of traveling to British Columbia in Canada. Or doing a crazy overland train trip from Slovenia to Portugal via France to visit few friends and to do lots of different activities from biking to hiking to surfing to partying to kayaking and then maybe fly back to Norway, or maybe taking the bus to somewhere or the train again.
Plans all over the place. And then it was just Portugal.
For a long time it was only a date in the calendar, flights purchased slightly last minute and all the arrangements left ‘til very last minute. So last that we still don’t have accommodation arranged for next week.
And then the day came when me and the baby flew from Norway to meet up with my husband in Portugal.
We had a dawn date in Lisbon. And slowly, almost without noticing we started slipping into the holiday mode.
Routines were forgotten. The baby’s sleeping time went past without noticing as three of us strolled down the streets of Lisbon and stopped for an evening drink, milk for one and caipirinhas for some.
I dug an almost forgotten book out of my luggage, one that I was about to start reading about ten months ago when the little one made appearance, and one I haven’t touched ever since. It’s not that I haven’t had the time; I’ve just spent all my increasingly little “own” time online, I hate to admit!
And we’ve been cooking some good food. Eating even better food out. Watched some films. Enjoyed being offline when our apartment hasn’t had Internet. Tried to sleep in although the little one needs bit of practice in mastering this skill. And we’ve eaten ice creams, Portuguese pastries and Portuguese cheese. We’ve surfed. Biked a little. Strolled by the beach.
It’s official. We have been on a HOLIDAY.
And this is what I need to do more in the future. Less traveling. More holidaying. And maybe I can take something else home from here as well. I don’t need all the time I thought for surfing online, checking twitter and Facebook, writing blog posts. I can do little less, and enjoy hanging out with my baby or read a book little more.
But until then, let the holiday continue, we still have more than a week in the sun. And we don’t even know what we’re going to do next week. Last minute plans, you see…!