The joys of shameless tourism — vacation meditation
I’m on vacation this week, so I’m swapping out my usual morning meditations with what I like to call vacation meditations, i.e pictures from places that have inspired me during this trip. Enjoy!
I’m writing today from my own house again, and oh, it’s wonderful. There’s steak on the grill, laundry in the dryer, and a very indignant but needy cat at my side. The five hours we spent driving today are already fading, and it’s almost as if we never left.
Yet just last night, we were wandering around downtown Leavenworth, WA, chosen for its location as a halfway point between Nelson, BC and our home and because it’s probably the only time in our lives when visiting Leavenworth will be convenient enough to make it worth it.
Leavenworth, that quaint faux-Bavarian village in the Washington Cascades, was more fun than you might expect. There’s something joyful about being a tourist in a place that’s shamelessly, unapologetically touristy. It’s the polar opposite of pretension, and it’s far too much fun to turn up your nose at. When a dirndl-clad waitress serves you a stein of beer to the sound of live polka music, there’s only one thing to do: take your beer and compliment her outfit.
Tomorrow is my usual one-day break from writing, and I’ll return to my regular morning meditations on Monday.