My own idea of vacation is a relaxing trip away from the chaotic pace of the office. However, after having lumbered across every cobblestone corner of Paris whilst taking in the sights on my summer travels, I returned home desperately wanting a week’s worth of sleep. After a long weekend in San Francisco, I felt as if I couldn’t climb the stairs at home for two days. Even my warm winter getaway to Saint Lucia’s Caribbean beaches had me laid up with a sore back (ocean kayaking), blistered hands (jet-skiing), and a strange bite on my leg (snorkeling). It seems each time I venture abroad on “vacation,” I return home battle-torn requiring additional time away from work to recuperate.
So, when I finally decided my next trip would be to the Caribbean island of Turks and Caicos, it was with careful consideration. I hadn’t planned any activities as I usually do to “make the most of my vacation,” and I pondered whether I might enjoy simply lazing on a beach for five days without an agenda to occupy me. Despite my apprehensions, I selected Grace Bay as my beach oasis. I made my way to the hotel and then immediately to the beach to witness the swathes of coffee cream sands bordering the turquoise waters. Much to my surprise, the beach was not crowded with swarms of visitors. This island felt private, free of the typical cacophony found at most beaches. I made my way to a deluxe cocooned chaise lounge to decide the week’s agenda, when I discovered how relaxing sitting idle could be. Or, tasting the day’s catch with a made to order cocktail while staring out into the cerulean blue. The pristine beach and clear waters surrounding Turks and Caicos were my teachers in life’s lesson to slow down and breathe. This vacation was different: it seemed simple to purposefully fill my days with nothing. When I returned home, I realized for the first that I did not need time off after my vacation. It was brilliant!
Have you ever purposely done absolutely nothing for an entire week of vacation?