I’d just spent a day roaming thru the splendor of Yellowstone National Park when I felt something was wrong. I wasn’t really enjoying the park. Its grand vistas and abundant wildlife were boring and felt more like a chore than an adventure. Why?
Yes, the crowds were annoying but I could avoid or ignore them. What was wrong? I thought about it for a bit and realized I’ve been galavanting from amazing place to amazing place without stop for a long time now. When I look back over the sheer number of sites I’ve visited in such a short time it’s not surprising I’m feeling a bit of “scenic burnout”. I knew I needed a break FROM my break.
So I drove a few miles from Yellowstone and holed up in a very cheap dive of a hotel. The room is dirty and lit by a single uncovered light bulb. There was nothing to see and nothing to do expect write a bit and work on some music. It is a wholly different tact from sightseeing and I have to say: it felt great.
Life is kept interesting by maintaining contrasts. One needs balanced doses of routine, adventure, asceticism, and hedonism. Throw the mix too far in any one direction and you’ll feel all your energy and enthusiasm evaporate until you rebalance.
So I enjoyed the dark squalor of my hotel room for a few days and then went back to roam thru paradise. And it worked. Yellowstone was again amazing!