Crappy days…

As in science, holiday “reporting” is biased. We take photos on sunny days and describe the marvellous things, with maybe for good measure, a few mishaps which we overcame thrown in.
But of course, like life, holidays are pretty imperfect especially on the minor scale. Be it day after day of grey and rain, admin hassles and headaches, losing important items or missing ingredients for dinner. Usually we ride them out, ups and downs, like the road. I am lucky to have an upbeat companion who sees the funny side and does not complain about wet feet and limited menus.

What really surprises me is how a tough day can be OK and carried with good cheer and determination. But then there are those days when really there is nothing wrong except me. The lupins that delighted before no longer get through, and the wonderful scenery is not enough to shift my internal heaviness. All I know how to do is to plod on and trust that another day will come that will be better. And I do and it does.Læs mere