Taking a break from the everyday

Nothing is better for the soul than travel.

It makes you appreciate the good things you have and fulfils those wishes you dream of when labouring at your desk. It reminds you what makes you feel joy and what you love irrespective of other people. Sadly it takes a few days to unwind before you can really get into the swing of things.

I've had the great fortune of travelling solo many times. Perhaps I'm getting less adventurous, as I'm finding it takes a little more time to get into. The great aspects are not having any plans that you don't want to and giving into all your whims. The bad side is sitting alone in a "romantic" restaurant setting attempting to lose oneself in a book.

All those concerns were thrown to the far corners of the world when I could feel the sea breeze in my hair onboard a boat. The ocean is a marvel, a terror, a wonder and a never-ending source of captivation.

Duck diving with my snorkel into a foreign world of silence and clarity reinvigorated my sense of wonder and isn't that exactly what a holiday is for?

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