The other day I had to travell, and even though I love travelling, this time I felt a bit worried because of the pile of things I had to do. So, I decided to take my computer and some material to read, in order to study during the trip. When we departed, I immediately thought: “I have to start reading, since I only have 2 hours and then, when we arrive there, I won’t be able to continue because the place is going to be full of people, and they are going to talk to me and between each other, and, and, and…..”. Therefore, really convinced of what I had to do, I started taking out the staff from my bag, I put it on my legs, made myself comfortable, and looked outside the window. Yes, I looked outside, and at this moment this thought came to my mind: “Why did I even look outside? For what!? Now I prefer enjoying what I see out there, rather than being with my eyes stuck to the computer the entire journey.” Afterwards I took another decision, which was the result of the mistake of peeping outside: “I will fill my mind with these marvelous images, and I will take imaginary and real photographs of them for 15 minutes, and then I will carry myself to the world of studying until we arrive.” And that is what I did, but to tell the truth, I could not help getting distracted from time to time. It was impossible for me not to contemplate the contrast between the deep blue of the sky and the pure green of the landscape, and the animals that inhabited both of them. Everything was so perfect, natural, magic, and almost unreal. Nature took me to another dimension; I stared at it and, suddenly, I was in another world, my thoughts were more and more far away from real life each minute I spent lost in its beauties. Obviously, the moment to land in reality arrived, and it was when my boyfriend told me (joking, maybe thinking I was bored): “I will buy one of those little screens that you can put in the car to watch films for you….” to what I replied: “I don’t want it. Now that I have the opportunity to travel and be in contact with nature, the last thing I want is to look at a screen”. To conclude, what I want to say is that it was not a TV, or a computer, or the conversation that the other people had inside the car what distracted me, it was nature. It was the necessity to feel and enjoy something different, and to escape from the interminable everyday routine.
(I feel the necessity to tell you this: the trip was just from Unión to Villa Mercedes. That means that the landscape was not the best of the world, but, anyway, it produced those feelings in me.)
Is nature a kind of “escape” for you?
