My vacation has ended. I am back in reality and having a hard time leaving the people, places and the journey behind.
On looking back , I realize that everything happened as it should. Maybe not the way I planned. It happened better than I planned!
I couldn’t have asked for more.
Week one: Art and Architecture
Places : Paris, Madrid
I loved Paris and Madrid for the fact that I didn’t really have to go the Louvre or the Rene Sofia to see a work of art. It was all around. Every building had a charm to it. I loved getting lost , finding new places that guide books haven’t a clue about. I felt clever when I figured out the Metro stops and didn’t have to look at a map to know which train to board. I was all alone in a city bustling with life. I was alone yet fully alive.
Week Two: Natural Beauty
What Scotland lacks in people in makes up in Sheep and in Hairy cows! And adorable they were. Week two was a change from the fast paced city exploring and art admiring days. It was as relaxed as the Scotsman tending his sheep on the hills at Isle of Skye.
People say Scotland is beautiful in the summer. I have never seen Scotland in the summer. I have seen it only in the winter. Well, it may be beautiful in the summer but that does not mean it is any less beautiful in the winter. Take it from me.
Week Three: Lakes and Friends
Places: The Lake District and Nottingham
Week three started out at the Lake district and I quote my friend GP ,” The lakes are the best England has to offer”. (Enough said).
And then it took a surprising turn. We headed for Nottingham. If you have been following my posts or if you know me well enough you might have wondered why Nottingham. Truth be told there isn’t much there. If you are looking for art and architecture or for a resplendent sunset Nottingham would not figure in your list.
If you are still asking why I chose Nottingham the answer is a friend.
John and I have been friends for nine years. We hardly ever keep in touch. We speak about once a year when I call him on his birthday. He still doesn’t know when my birthday is. We don’t know all the important things that have happened/ are happening in each other’s life. We could be poster figures for the worlds worst set of good friends. But all this didn’t matter at all. Because when I told John with sad eyes ” This is the end of my vacation”, he turned my frown to a smile.
The bottom line is :It took me three weeks of vacation to realize that I have been blessed! Blessed with amazing family and friends. May I never forget that.I have had my share of ups and downs, screw ups and losers but here I am still alive and kicking. Here I am with my unconquerable spirit!