Can a holiday be considered as transportation and not travel ?
And how do we escape the transportaion to a resort , how do we see outside of it ?
We are transported by an agent ( agent of travel) the company's and chains of this agent links together our escape at our request and payment. An escape most of us clearly require/desire we call this a 'Holiday'. You could question this form of voluntary transportation.The transportation or transplantation of couples, singles or families, is a dramatic change, that we mostly welcome. However initially the shift can confuse us , as we catch up with a displacement in time and space via the flight. Often these blocks of our time are booked at a desk in a desire to escape the lives we have arranged. As we Holiday we know we have escaped, but in many ways we struggle to move upon arrival. We may not move ,until we except the conditions, or see the game of the holiday resort from above, as if it where a game of monopoly - to see our position on the board. Then we can begin to see the things that lie outside that board game , things that then allows us to move away from the pool side or the beach towel or the english menu. Then we can begin to travel , stumble upon the unknown truer pockets of time and space.
As I escape the resort
I stumble across a boy ,who swims and climbs trees alone, he is no tourist as he deals with things in his everyday way
'It is a beautiful game' he told me.
We could say that we spend the majority of our time in a fixed location, yet between these fixed pockets we move. What is it we do in between the fixed and what do other things around us do while we move ?
As people travel ?
As people travel do they become at one with a process ? and so can we see them in their process exposed ( out of the shell maybe) a little more willing to chip in and banter, more at ease with others , more generous and less in control.
Trains i think are particularly good at this carriage of people.The pressures of life can be temporarily removed, whilst on a carriage, of a train . One can think only of the moment , less so on the commuting train ( maybe less freedom or change of space in that one).
The release of a journey , is surely one of the most opening of experiences.The not Knowing of what lies ahead, colliding with what part of us has constructed in our minds. The expectancy against the reality.The planning and scaffolding against the pitfalls and joys , the elasticity or the ridged nature of some who face the hotel breakfast table with the look of a commuter going to work.
Trains i think are particularly good at this carriage of people.The pressures of life can be temporarily removed, whilst on a carriage, of a train . One can think only of the moment , less so on the commuting train ( maybe less freedom or change of space in that one).
The release of a journey , is surely one of the most opening of experiences.The not Knowing of what lies ahead, colliding with what part of us has constructed in our minds. The expectancy against the reality.The planning and scaffolding against the pitfalls and joys , the elasticity or the ridged nature of some who face the hotel breakfast table with the look of a commuter going to work.
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