Abstention

I sometimes think we get holidays the wrong way round. It takes us the first week to destress and get into the right frame of mind, then, before we know it, we are thinking about packing up and going home. The sunshine, the food and the freedom we have briefly savoured make returning to the responsibilities of work and home all the more difficult, leaving us … miserable. In the end, the time away makes us realise what we don’t have rather than appreciating what we do.

So, I thought someone should set up a hotel where the guests are deprived of modern conveniences, where they are put to work on a farm perhaps, they are fed oats and nettles, and dressed in sackcloth, and where they sleep in small, dark cells. That way, when they return home, they will appreciate everything they have, rather than regretting what they left behind on holiday.

Well, I subsequently learned that this sort of retreat already exists. I have never been tempted to go on one myself, mind you. The draw of the sunshine and the Italian food always prove too strong.

Note: Photo from Mor Shani (cropped) on Unsplash


Published by Peter Runkel

"Work hard and be nice to people." Anthony Burrill

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