When everything got a bit too much to handle a few weeks back, I decided to bring my trip to visit my parents in Spain forward – and extend it by four weeks.
I’ve been here for a week now and I’m adjusting to a new and much quieter way of living. And having had more sleep in the past week than I have in months, it’s safe to say that I’m already beginning to feel a lot more relaxed and at peace with myself than I was just a mere seven days ago.
I’m staying in the Old Town of Mojacar, a picture-perfect area in Southern Spain; and being nestled half-way up a mountain means that the hustle and bustle of tourist areas are still within both walking and driving distance, but not directly on my doorstep – the dream, if I do say so myself.
The first week of this break seems to have flown by. I’ve been to Mojacar so many times before that coming here simply feels like a second home, although this is more than just a holiday, it’s me giving myself a proper break from the everyday chaos I was experiencing back in the UK.
My first full day started with a visit to Deserts Springs Resort – about the only golf club I’ll happily accompany my Dad to without question, mainly because it’s on top of a mountain and it’s arguably one of my favourite places ever because unlike the chaos of day to day life back home, it’s beautifully quiet.
Today we enjoyed a walk down to the coast and had brunch, while the rest of the week has included a wedding in the town, a lot of seafood, countless power cuts, non-stop rain, a double rainbow, an amazing sunset and being woken up by a group of locals singing outside and blessing our building at 7 am on a Sunday.
There’s also been some sitting in the sun, which has allowed me to start reading books again – I’ve just picked up Vol. 1 of The Book of Dust by Philip Pullman after finishing An Abundance of Katherines by John Green and Twas The Night Shift Before Christmas by Adam Kay. I’ve also been heading to the gym as much as I can to keep up my running as heading outside is a bit more of a challenge now that I’m half-way up a mountain. I’m just two weeks away from completing Couch to 5K – can I call myself a runner now?
I can’t even begin to tell you how nice it’s been to just switch off. Having WiFi in our apartment – despite the power cuts – means that I can still keep in the loop with my pals back home, but this trip is my chance to take some time to properly look after myself.
Taking time to simply pick up a book and read or listen to a podcast without having to hit pause every few minutes to make sure I’m in the loop with everything is already doing wonders for my mental health, so I can’t wait to see what I’m like five weeks down the line.
Anyway, I hope you’re all well, I’ll be back with another diary entry next week.