fresh air, driving bliss Sat, 09 Sep 2006
Today was quite a day for me. I can't really put my finger on exactly why but I think that the Slovakian countryside has done something for me in a way that previously only a hot crumpet from behind could have (perhaps only Aran will get that). It reminded me that I was born for the fresh air and the open country. Living in the city for so long, my lungs have been starved for air that is as fresh as a newly formed breeze. At each breath here I feel that I am healed of the years of abuse that city life has done to me innards. The last time I felt so revitalized in that way was spending time on the western coast of Ireland where the ocean air for me is intoxicating in its blissful freshness. I can recall times in Phoenix when I could literally taste the foulness of the air and I know that at times it made physical activity far more difficult and far from enjoyable. The other day hiking the Tatras was exhilirating and for the next two days I plan to hike and explore the nearby "Slovakian paradise" (translated). In a sense I feel that I am given a new lease at such things because my body is responding to the environment in such a marvelous way. Driving here has also reminded of the joy that one can experience in such trivial pleasures. The roads for the most part are long and empty and at times I can just put the car into neutral and coast downhill for long periods with the wind rushing around me. It is a truly marvelous experience and makes one imagine the joy that the pioneers of car making experienced only a century ago. Environment is certainly what you make of it but here in the awe inspiring natural beauty and freedom of the open space the effort of "making it" is minimal.
