Counting down to Thursday where I finally get to board a plane for leisure. I find that I’m lo
Counting down to Thursday where I finally get to board a plane for leisure. I find that I’m losing track of how to pack for leisure after boarding for work so frequently. With work, my days are fixed - I know exactly who I’m meeting, where I’m going, what to wear, how many sets, what skincare/makeup to bring. It’s simple. When I pack for leisure I’m lost - am I supposed to pair stuff together? How many sets do I need? What if I need to change out? I tried to dig deeper to find out why I’m looking forward to this trip so badly and perhaps it has to do with my preferred style of travelling. There is no rush to tick off thins on this trip, there’s so much to do yet so much flexibility and so few plans. Perhaps I’m excited with by possibilities and wonderful happenstances. The anticipation for small surprises in an ordinary situation. I’m looking forward to our road trip, who knows what lies there for us. I’m looking forward to being inspired - to photograph with my digital and film. I find no boredom in visiting the same places constantly - I’ve set aside weeks in Phuket over the years, I find no boredom in visiting the same place. It’s almost like how you never step in the same river twice. It’s like finding home in a corner of the world, you re-arrange the furniture and it feels new but always like home. I don’t understand how people can travel so far and only scratch the surface. Honestly, the more touristy it is, the more crowded it is, the more I dread it. I’ve tested myself, the pressing crowd and the loud crush of chatter makes me feel anxious and grouchy. I find joy in dwelling in a quiet spot deeply - to nuture and cultivate a simple adoration for an ordinary but beautiful place. Like a little hut along the beach or a wooden jetty floating in a mangrove, those things are beautiful to me. There are no tourist signs or photo ops. Perhaps this is reflected in my relationship with L. We’ve been together for ages, yet I never grow tired of him. We never run out of things to talk about, things to laugh at and to share. I simply enjoy being in his presence. -- source link
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