I sat in my hotel room on a Sunday morning, alone, feeling rather anxious. I looked at the clock. It was 7.22am. I was being picked up sometime between 7.30 and 8.00am. I checked my packing list yet again, as if hoping it would provide some comfort. I got up from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed, noting it would be the last time I’d see a real bed for a week. »
The sun is out, a bright halo in a brilliantly blue sky. The air is crisp, cold enough to refresh the lungs but not so cold that I can’t feel the sun’s warmth on my face. The light is bright behind my closed lids. My cheeks are flushed, maybe from the wind whipping my face as I rode down the mountain, or maybe from the third aperol spritz I just finished. »
It’s been almost two years since I was on a plane. In February 2019, we were snowboarding in Japan. Coronavirus was spreading around the globe but it still seemed like an “overseas” problem. After Japan we were going to Europe for 4 weeks, first to Prague, then Italy and St Petersburg. At the time, Italy was one of the countries - along with China, Japan and South Korea - that was experiencing an alarming increase in case numbers. »
I’m languishing. This emotional and mental state has become common parlance in the frequent conversations where we discuss our fading mental health during the pandemic. This word describes that ever-present feeling, lying murkily between thriving and depression, that repeated lock down and social isolation has forced upon us. The dominant emotion of 2021. In response to a prolonged period of languish, where a rotation of tactics had failed to work (online shopping, more exercise, less exercise, binging Netflix, reading, more alcohol, no alcohol, mindfulness activities, good food, bad food, buying plants), I decided I needed a change. »
We had two weeks off for a holiday to Tasmania but inevitably a coronavirus spike in greater Sydney closed the borders and we were facing the third cancelled holiday in 12 months. Somewhat fortunately though, we had bought a car only 2 weeks earlier and so a road trip around NSW wasn’t such a bad alternative. After a life-sized game of tetris, the car was packed to the brim of camping gear and 4WDing equipment and we headed north. »