Xperience 17
It seems I’ve been so close to my own xperiences, I’ve lost a bit of perspective.
On Tuesday I thought my new experience was Swellendam, a small town I always see the sign for, as I drive down the N2 and hometown of a close friend.
It was my friend Natasha who reminded me that the new xperience, actually, was going on a road trip by myself. She’s right.
I’ve found myself to look for the more literal new xperiences, however small, rather than my original intention, to xperience not only the tangible (and frankly, a lot of times, tasty), but also the more insubstantial. Those seem to be quite a bit more difficult to spot and to plan. Maybe that’s just it, don’t plan it, but keep my eyes open for when it happens? At least then I would be able to write a better post about it?
The first day of my Lonesome Trip was hardly anything to mention. I was bushed from the 4 day outdoor party, and pretty much got myself cleaned, fed and crashed for about 14 hours when I got to my destination. During the drive to Swellendam though, it did feel quite empowering to realize I could go and do whatever I felt like. I made no reservations, I listened to a CD of Verdi’s best arias and if it had a few more I might even have driven on to the next town. I confess I did feel a bit lonely while shopping for some sandwich goodies, it lasted about 2 minutes until I spent an obscene amount on a small piece of cheese.
While sitting next to a big warm fire in the backpackers and talking to some other travelers, I realized, I might be alone, but I was by no means lonely.
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