|Subject: Re: touring burn-out|
Linda's question about touring burn-out is an interesting one. We all
experience day-to-day burn-out it but don't or can't give in.
There's a reason we need a coffee at 3:00 in the afternoon!
My burn-out usually happens at day four of a one week trip, week two of a longer trip, and I just give in. Take a nap. Settle into bed after a good lunch with a good book and sleep for a couple of hours. You'll be refreshed and ready to go for the evening (and your feet will thank you for it). I'll never forget reading "The Stone Diaries" by Carol Shields in Paris one afternoon. Completely rivetted and didn't care that I was in the City of Lights. I remember everything about the book and the circumstances in which I read it.
Another time, I settled in with CNN on a beautiful afternoon in New Orleans and snoozed for a while, then was ready to go out and party on Bourbon Street until the wee hours.
Ww ski and take a week in Banff whenever we can. We always schedule a down day midweek to sleep in late, have a lazy breakfast, walk into town and back for an afternoon stop-over in our room with the television on. Then we're ready to ski again next day.
On a month long trip to Asia, we settled into a hotel with a pool on Koh Samui in Thailand to do laundry and just stop. Spent three days reading "War and Peace" by the pool. Another fond memory. Another time, doing laundry in our hotel laundry room in Darwin on Christmas Eve with all the Australian newspapers at my disposal. The next day up at 6:00 a.m. to catch the only tour operator willing to take us out for a tour on Christmas Day. We were rested, relaxed and ready to go.
The trick to travelling is to pace yourself. Siesta was invented for a reason. The farmhands worked in the cooler hours of the morning, had a hearty lunch and then rested for a few hours only to start up again.
Our go-go, frantic activity is for the work world. Vacations are meant to be a slower pace. So what if you don't see it all. You never will....and it's a reason to go back.
Lucy remembering all the good books I read when I stopped to breathe