We felt the need to explore. To watch the city disappear from the rear-view mirror and to reconnect with our coastal roots. To immerse ourselves in pure nature. We weren’t escaping anything, nor were we looking for something. We just wanted to find and feel a sense of adventure. So we packed up the car with the bare necessities: a tent, warm clothes, food, bedding, books and cameras. We drove up north, with no plans on where we would stay. We stopped at National Parks in places which felt right. At first the spontaneity was unnerving, but it soon became comfortable. We still had our routine but it was stripped of its usual pressure and strain. After a few days of being right by the beach and subsequently right in the bush, I began to feel grounded and my mind wasn’t racing anymore. My mind felt clear, calm. I hadn’t realised how stressed and anxious I was until I gave my mind and body a break, gave myself the rest I needed. My boyfriend and I relished the time we spent together and we added more precious memories to our bank.
Coming back home was bittersweet. I loved how everything was the same. (And I can’t say that it wasn’t amazing to have a hot shower and to make a tea in under two minutes.) But everything was loud. Too loud. The sound of cars driving past, which I before never noticed, was now blaring to my ears. I missed the sound of the ebb and flow of waves, the glow of the fire embers, the sweet, salty smell of the sea, and the feeling of absolute stillness laced with the soft whoosh of wind through the trees. But I’m thankful to be home because that’s exactly what it is — my, our home. Road tripping and adventuring made me appreciate a lot of things. My life, my partner, my family, my friends, my health. I feel refreshed.
My point of sharing my adventure and my thoughts is to soothe anyone’s thoughts of ‘my life is boring’ or ‘I wish I wasn’t so ___ / I wish I were more ___’. These thoughts pervaded my mind before our trip, but by taking a week out and just getting away from everything and exploring, I realised the untruth of my negative thoughts.
I don’t exactly know what I’m trying to say. Maybe what I’m trying to say is that sometimes you should get away and immerse yourself in nature and adventure, that it will do you wonders. Or maybe the point of this is to tell you that the negative thoughts you might experience about your everyday life and your self is betraying how beautiful your life is, how lucky you are, and how good a person you are. What ever your interpretation, remember to not be too hard on yourself and take everything so seriously. Have yourself an adventure.
PS. All film photos were taken with a Zenit E.