I slept in as long as I wanted and it never felt so good. After almost seven weeks of being on the go, nonstop, always going somewhere and doing something, afraid that if I was idle I'd miss out on a great part of New Zealand, and constant planning and decision-making, I had a whole day to just relax. I should have set aside a day like this much sooner. I didn't do much except for make food, laze around in my room, and catch up on this blog and be on my phone. Of course it felt like I was still "working" since I was planning and researching for the upcoming weeks. It never ends.
After weeks here, the same things still apply. Travel isn't glamorous. Travel is work. Unless you're incredibly laid back, have no time frame whatsoever, and don't care about how much you see and do, this travel thing is a full-time job. The research, and planning, and always thinking about what you're going to do next, where you're going, how you'll get there, and how long you'll stay for, never ends. I thank technology for being at my fingertips, for helping me plan and figure out this trip, for having so much information about New Zealand at my disposal. But with all that information comes many options and sometimes too many options isn't a good thing. There's an overwhelming amount of options and things to do that it can become too much.
Today was essential to be able to reset, relax, and reflect.
