Some Sight Seeing At Least

Holiday's, sometimes I’m conflicted between what I want to do and what I think that I should do.

I know that I wouldn’t enjoy a holiday if I had an organised itinerary. On my days off work I don’t feel like doing much at all until after lunch, and when on holiday there’s no change in my disposition.
I don’t want to rush around on holiday, I want to relax. But I don’t want a in the sun by the pool type holiday either.

When I’m in a new city I spend a lot of time walking around. Just walking, with no real plan what to do. I just walk and get a feel for the place. Sure I’ll do a bit of sightseeing, but If I didn’t see the things that you supposedly have to see then it wouldn’t really bother me.
Recently I was in Berlin. I went to the wall. It wasn’t there anymore. I went to the Brandenburg gate looked at it and thought ‘How long am I supposed to look at it for?’ It’s a monument gate. Not much to look at really. I mentally ticked it off the list of things to do and moved on.
When I was in Australia some people on different occasions asked me if I was going to Ayes Rock (Uluru). When I told them I wasn’t the response was usually something like, “Why not? You got to see Ayres Rock while you’re here, It’s one of the main things to see in Australia.”
To which I usually replied, “I just don’t have enough time.” When really I was thinking: Why the hell would I want to book a flight to the middle of Australia where there’s nothing else around just so I can look at a big rock. I don’t care if it’s a spiritual place for the aborigines. It doesn’t have magical powers, it’s just a big rock in a barren wasteland. I know Australia doesn’t have a long history, and so there’s not many cultural landmark things to see but thinking a big rock in the middle of the desert is a must see place is still really pushing it.”

When I passed through Arizona I did kind of regret not seeing the Grand Canyon. I was staying a couple of days in Flagstaff where I met a girl who said that her and a mate are going to hire a car and drive to the Grand Canyon and that there was room for me if I wanted to come. Of course I said yes. Then she tells me they're leaving the hostel at 6 in the morning. I told her that I will see her then. But I went out drinking until two in the morning and of course didn’t make it.

Holidays, it’s somewhere else to drink and be hungover.