Recently, I proclaimed that I enjoy nature. I made this proclamation after visiting some more natural surroundings last year, such as the Atlas Mountains and some Andalusian hills. And for Christmas, I asked my mom to gift me the book Walden by Henry Thoreau. I only wanted this book, because I was irked that I couldn’t answer the following question as a philosophy graduate. ‘Why is existentialism still a thing, but does nobody care about transcendentalism anymore?’ And somehow I thought Walden contained some answers. (It did, but so did Google.) My mother, however, thought that my Christmas wish contained a longing for a simpler life in nature. Or something like that. (For those who don’t know Walden, it is a semi-autobiographical book about living simply in nature.)View Post
Slow travel to me means savouring the moment of the experience. Rather than seeing as much as possible – as quickly as possible -, travelling slow allows us to connect with our surroundings in a deeper and more meaningful way.
Slow travel is spending an afternoon in a local cafe instead of making your way through crowded tourist streets. It is about going off the beaten track and embracing what the local culture has to offer you. It is about seeing the wonders close at home instead of always going far away.
In this section, I share tips on slow travelling, as well as tales from my own mindful travel experiences.