Time is timeless

We are continuing our journey down south, towards the end of the world. We are now some 300 miles south of Santiago, camping near a river. The summer season has not started yet, campgrounds are mostly deserted. Tonight, there are only two other vehicles in this huge campground under the trees. Some people are swimming in the river, I do not know how they can handle this, the water is awfully cold, but it is a relaxing sight. The barbecues are warming up for the meat (plentiful in this part of the world), the wine is ready to pour. This is the perfect time to reflect on time.

From the beginning of this journey, we have embraced a new relationship with time, gentler, more appeased. Time is not the enemy anymore; it is no more such an important part of our lives, because we have plenty of it. And this is priceless. We have decided to take it easy during this year, to get away from the insane pressure that we willingly subject to in normal times. It is probably the only time in our lives that we will be able to enjoy such a luxury. We take our time: we wake up in the mornings whenever we are ready, take a hearty breakfast (eggs, bacon, avocado, roasted coffee, cheese, berries) in no hurry. I read my numerous newspapers and magazines, first time in my life that I actually can read them properly; I am pretty sure that I am better informed on what happens in the world than most of you. We also have plenty of time to read books, plenty of books; and to write for the blog as well. We have freed our brains from menial details, such as what to wear today? Well, we just take the first shirt that comes off the drawer. We live a simpler life, so we do not get overwhelmed by all these endless things to do or take care of. Of course, we do some sightseeing as well, but there is only so much you can see at some point; I call this sightseeing saturation. We prefer to see one thing properly, rather than rushing around to see absolutely everything. Like, what is the point of visiting all the colonial towns, picking up two or three of the best is sufficient. In the evenings, we sometimes make a fire, specially when it is a bit cold and retreat to the camper to do some reading before sleeping. And sometimes, doing nothing is also great. Yes, it is, and I have no shame admitting it. Just spending time enjoying the moment. I have never felt so relaxed in all my life. Mental exhaustion is a distant concept now, stress too. I wish they could stay where they are, away from me, forever. 

Casa de Pablo Neruda, Isla Negra