The Holiday Paradox

I thought about this a lot. Mostly after what happened in The Grand Flip and how I look at them. Traditionally, its used as a time to get rest and explore other places, but I view it in what its original intention, as a holy day. Then if we go deeper, any day can be a holy day. Lets start on the surface level, where I used to think of holidays in a more typical way.

Holidays were a time where I would relax as a young child. I remember travelling up from Birmingham to a caravan park north of Aberystwyth in Clarach Bay. I would play on the beach, meet other kids, head up on the coastal path to the observatory or just relax and watch the waves move.

As I grew older, I thought more about how people travelling abroad seemed to lose all sense of manners and inhibitions. Especially in places such as Spain, Greece or other places I believe I must respect the people of the country as well.

Digging a little deeper I think of holidays in their original sense of a holy day because its about time to rest, resource and recuperate. Its not just to rest, its not just to look at new resources and understand new things, its not just to let your body recover and let things reset, its all three of those things.

So holiday is not just something that you do, its a place that you go. It may also explain why a lot of people get ill during their holidays, because the body desperately needs to recover. It also describes the longing to learn and maybe explore too. It also might explain the horrible blues you feel once you come back to whatever is home.

What do you think?

Until next time, #embraceinfinity