Ever wondered why it is we have such an amazing time as tourists on vacation, visiting an interesting place, exploring a city we’ve never seen before? Why it is we notice the architectural details of the buildings, walk down with confidence on the unknown streets while keeping an eye on the massive landmark we want to get to and never fear getting lost in the process?
Why it is we almost never do that in the city we live in?
When we’re on a vacation we’ve usually got all the time in the world to visit anything and everything we want to, work doesn’t follow us around (if we’re lucky) and all our problems are tucked away nicely in the back of our mind until we get home.
We are far more likely to do something out of the ordinary, out of character (just think of the proverbial college spring breaks), anything goes.
Anything goes, as opposed to getting back to the city we’ve lived our entire hectic lives in, where on the streets we’re likely to run into people we don’t care for at the worst possible moments, where we’re determined to block out the sound of traffic and busy shopping centers. Where we’re almost always in far more of a hurry than to stop even for a few minutes to look around and really see what’s surrounding us while being careful not to make a wrong turn.
What’s my point with all this, you might ask?
Actually, I’m not sure myself.
It might be that I wish I had the courage every day to act like a tourist in the city I live in.
It might be that I’m finding I shouldn’t feel like walking down that street I’ve never set foot on before will be the end of the world. It might be that I need to have the confidence that there’s a familiar street at the corner; or even if there isn’t – there will be one at the next corner.
It might be that as I started writing these thoughts thinking this post will shape into something completely different – I’ve realized I need to slow down, let things take their natural course, take out my camera, look around snapping pictures and memories, take it all in and presently enjoy everything around me.
So, my point might be among the ones above.
Or… it might be all of them at once.