One of the most important things about traveling that my mother taught me was – if you are traveling for a long period of time, you need a day to lay in bed and be a lazy bum on a log. Now, me being me, I totally saw ‘Two months! 18 countries! Lets see eveerryytthhinnnggg’ and completely forgot about the lesson my mother taught me. Until today.
Of course, going 8 hours a day every day takes a toll on your body, especially when you are changing cities every other day. And like, I’m in shape, but I’m not in that much shape. So inevitably, I hurt my knee. And was forced to take a rest day today. But oh how marvelous the rest day is!
Originally I was thinking – oh! I’ll have a late morning, then get up and go explore some more! So I got up, had breakfast, sat down with my laptop to look at my finances and write a blog post (since dad was throwing a fit that I hadn’t yet). Three hours later – I was still doing random electronic chores. So I decided to go take a quick nap. And ended up channeling my spirit animal:
‘OMG Lena, I thought you were Simba!’ – No. My hair is Simba. I am a lemur. Because lemurs sleep A LOT. And I do too. And they adore sun (look up ‘Lemur Sun worshiping’) – if you have ever seen me in the summer, I do that exact same pose. And there are a ton of other reasons I am a lemur, but thats a rant for another day.
SO BASICALLY – I went upstairs, laid in my bed, thought ‘oh, I’ll set my alarm for two hours from now! That is plenty of time, then I’ll go explore all afternoon!’ Only, two hours later, when the alarm goes off, in my delirious sleepy state I set the alarm for another two hours. 4pm. 4pm I finally woke up. Needless to say, today was my sleep day, and I’m 100% okay with that.
So new rule: Always remember to build in a rest day to long trips. Because otherwise you end up sleeping for 4hrs without actually planning on it. But its okay: I like being a lemur!
PS Dad – I’m still alive. And posted on time. Happy now?