In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Happy Wanderer.”
I have put the two travel styles to the test. Here are my findings.
I can be a meticulous type, it is in my nature to pay attention to the details. I have planned trips where all the i’s are dotted and the t’s are crossed. I check schedules for buses and ferries, then more buses. I research my destination and make note of special interests, check entrance fees and hours, perhaps even weather conditions, and anything else I might think of. Unfortunately when I do it that way my nervous system becomes negatively involved and tension occurs because now I have a very tight and regimented itinerary to follow… what comes up for me is yuk, a little bit anyways. It is stressful to deal with the idea of missing rides and sails that I have attached myself to. It all feels rigid. I do not carry a cell phone nor wear a watch. I have no GPS, and my car is not digitalized. I like to rely on myself and play guessing games with myself like “what time might it be ” I am usually amazingly close… and sometimes if I haven’t a clue I simply decide that it doesn’t matter.
I have taken many trips using the other method.. I live on an island, so going anywhere involves a ferry. I enjoy packing and getting myself ready in a comfortable and relaxed manner. When I am ready I leave; sometimes I do not even know the time when I walk out the door. On arrival at the ferry terminal I learn which Ferry I will be on. The surroundings are pleasant, I have a book, and I am happier feeling that my little journey has a mind of it’s own and I am in harmony with my intention to get where I am going. In this unfettered state I am aware that my body is emanating something soft and kind. All parts of the travel is pleasant. I am free and untethered, and that is how I would choose to feel most of the time. It matters not when I get there. I so like to lay myself in the hands of circumstance and exercise trust. That is my preference. But, as they say, to each his own.