It was a return to Switzerland for the final few days of my holiday sabbatical. There is something very comforting about Switzerland - a synthesis perhaps of the order, the stunning nature and a people blessed with intelligence and an appreciation of rules and governance. I always enjoy a trip to Switzerland. This time the lady I was staying with suggested I take a trip to a lake in the canton of Fribourg called Schwarzee. This was to be a pleasant hike, only taking an hour but with some stunning views.
I was surprised to encounter this camping site. You can see that the holiday homes are wooden chalets rather than the typical static caravan encountered in British camping sites. There were various caravans and I could see that some of these were residential. Even here in Switzerland, there will be nomads enjoying an alternative living environment.
Now in this blog of mine I have discussed various aspects of life as it is, for the nomad. One thing I have not discussed is the dressing requirements for this sort of life. As you can imagine, it is a pointless thing to invest in expensive designer clothing. It is better to wear clothing that is tough, does not require ironing, will expel mud easily and is easy fitting.
And the lady of the house, in which I was residing put her eye to my dress sense and decided to take me shopping. This was an interesting experience for me. Being generally the master of my own time and maker of my own fashion regime - to have the Swiss lady walk around picking jeans and shirts and jumpers off the shelf. Well this feeling was very unusual indeed.
As I stood there waiting for the lady to return with another size and item - as I stood there with another guiding the things in my life: I could see in my mind's eye a life that was changing. This life of mine, the life of the solitary nomad; I could see all of this changing and changing for something special indeed. I do not know what in my life's journey altered to make all this possible - but if life can seem full of angst and stress at any given moment; I can suggest a view to look beyond the despair. Change and despair and change and joy - in this trajectory through life all is possible.
Peace to All
It was a surprise indeed to look up and see this dragon staring down with glowing red eyes and spitting water.
Now in this blog of mine I have discussed various aspects of life as it is, for the nomad. One thing I have not discussed is the dressing requirements for this sort of life. As you can imagine, it is a pointless thing to invest in expensive designer clothing. It is better to wear clothing that is tough, does not require ironing, will expel mud easily and is easy fitting.
And the lady of the house, in which I was residing put her eye to my dress sense and decided to take me shopping. This was an interesting experience for me. Being generally the master of my own time and maker of my own fashion regime - to have the Swiss lady walk around picking jeans and shirts and jumpers off the shelf. Well this feeling was very unusual indeed.
As I stood there waiting for the lady to return with another size and item - as I stood there with another guiding the things in my life: I could see in my mind's eye a life that was changing. This life of mine, the life of the solitary nomad; I could see all of this changing and changing for something special indeed. I do not know what in my life's journey altered to make all this possible - but if life can seem full of angst and stress at any given moment; I can suggest a view to look beyond the despair. Change and despair and change and joy - in this trajectory through life all is possible.
Peace to All
All sounds good - enjoy!
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