Posted by Kanga.
Years ago, I think it was 1993, my mother and I flew to Alaska, rented a car and drove from Anchorage to Fairbanks and back again in a big circular route. We stayed in a different hotel every night and the days consisted mostly of madly driving to the next town. I concluded there and then that was NOT the way to travel.
Current day, my husband and I are in the middle of a two week stay in Instanbul. We have a lovely little hotel room that has a well equipped kitchenette. It is in a tourist area, but in a neighborhood where the houses have been converted into hotels, so it does not have the usual hotel district air.
We have adopted an atypical vacationing style. We don’t have a tightly scheduled itinerary of activities to be checked off. We get up and ask “what should we do today?” We were here four days before actually stepping inside a museum. We are happy to walk the streets and get the feel of the city. Our first day, I was walking down the street with a silly “I’m just glad to be here” grin on my face.
I’m sure there are important things we won’t get to, but I don’t think vacation should be work. Isn’t the idea to take a break from work, enjoy yourself, and be refreshed by the end of it? That’s our goal.
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