Weekend breaks

Who cares what day it is

Or more precisely a complete break from weekends is what I’m looking forward to. The more I think about it and the more I realise just how obsessed with weekends our society is. How often between Christmas Eve and the January 2nd did you hear someone say, “I don’t know what day it is”. All because weekends are irrelevant during that holiday period. That’s when you become aware of what an important anchor they are in our routine lives. Even those lucky retired friends still can’t get away from weekends. They may not know their Mondays from their Wednesdays but the weekend still brings them back to the real world once a week.

On our honeymoon we stayed in a guest house in Pembrokeshire run by a couple from the east end of London that had ‘run away’ and opted for an altogether more chilled life running a campsite and accommodation. There was a sign above the bar that read: Opening Hours, if James is awake the bar is open. If James is in bed the bar is closed. If that didn’t sum up their attitude to life, when we came to settle our bill I asked James if he knew the date (I was writing a cheque, remember them?). His reply was priceless and I’ll never forget it: “I’ve no idea”, he said, “I’ll have a stab a Tuesday but I could be wrong”. Now that’s what I call living the good life.

Don’t get me wrong, I love weekends as much as anybody but I am really looking forward to not needing them for six months. They won’t serve any purpose and I suspect that it won’t be long before we will be like James, oblivious to both the date and the time of the week. Bring it on. You see for me this represents a big part of what this trip is about. It’s about the differences between our live as they are now and our lives as they will be on the road. The greater the differences and the more significant the adventure. As I thought about it I jotted down some of the things that I am most looking forward to:

  • No Mondays or Fridays
  • No schedules at all
  • No work, apart from riding the bike
  • Nobody other than us influencing our decisions
  • No ironing
  • No television
  • No idea what tomorrow will bring

Vive la difference!


5 thoughts on “Weekend breaks

  1. The pic above showing your Trangia reminds that I have recently converted to the same religon as a result of catching the bug off yourself at Kildale.
    I know that Kildale was quite a while ago but I finally got a roundtoit from B&Q,sold my Primus Omnifuel & used the £ to finance the purchase of a Trangia
    27-6 UL.
    I love the smell of a meths stove;much calmer than the roar of jet fuel:particularly first cuppa of the day.

      • I like the way in which one puts the kettle on upon arrival at the campsite then erects the tent by which time the Trangia has done it’s thing in a quiet & calm fashion & is ready to make a brew.

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