Happiest day of my summer
Summer working season 2019 is now over. This year’s months in Geiranger went smoothly and I had much of a good time as the year before. In recent years, I’ve never come back to the same place twice, except for my family home, a happy place that never slammed its door in front of me. Last summer, a good decision was to come back to a workplace that I already know and where nothing but the weather could surprise me. Then, my choice fell again on Norway and the spectacular Geirangerfjord. Geiranger is a land like no other, a little paradise for Peters Pans. Its extraordinary nature attracts the same employees every year, and being around same people make you feel more like home. When we return to the places we know, we meet the same faces, it’s not something unusual that we start to get to attach to it.
During this season, I not only was regularly enjoying my free time with mother nature, but I also was wondering more often about how much we humans, do harm to our Planet and what more could I do to contribute to overcoming frustrating climate change we face. For now, seems like we’ve got a hell on earth in a way. Although the beautiful sun is the best ally of spending time outdoors, and provides the necessary dose of vitamin D3, anxiety sometimes won over the gross feeling of joy from nice weather. Temperature drops from 26 to 13 caused reflection and even confusion. Momentary deterioration of my mother’s health due to the murderous heat spread panic and fear in my head.
So the conclusion is, my favorite day of last summer wasn’t the one who’s been the warmest. During these few months I spent by the fjord there was one day when we looked each other in the eyes more often, and direct interpersonal interactions won over those taking place in cyberspace.
My happiest day of the summer was a day… when internet connection totally broke down in the whole village. Whilst this memorable day, the coverage didn’t work throughout whole Geiranger, and this applied to both the phone network and wifi connection. And while the inability to make a phone call could have contribute to a tragedy of someone who needed medical help, I don’t think the lack of a wifi network could cause a serious human drama. Or maybe so? I don’t know. Perhaps my imagination does not reach that far.
Suddenly, we had more excuses to talk with each other about all kind of thingies and I guess… the fact of more frequent human interactions can please in today’s world. For this short day nobody had a business to look at the mobile screens too often, but yeah, maybe it was so later during the afternoon because at the very beginning everyone automatically has been doing check-ups whether the begged connection is back. At least, I met this magical day when the messenger sound didn’t take a priority over people conversation. I always wonder why this BIP sound make people stoping paying attention to what they’re actually doing at the moment.
I feel that some of you think that it’s nonsense, that technology makes life incomparably easier and that living in today’s world would be difficult without it. Maybe you’re right.With technology, you can do everything easier, faster, as cheap as possible, endlessly, all the time, anytime and anywhere. Of course, I also bought my first smartphone when I realized that it’s impossible to move around London with a traditional map because they simply aren’t detailed enough. Smartphone made it easier for me to move around efficiently and it still is. There are probably more of thousands advantages of this brilliant invention that I would not be able to undermine and eventually I would fall in favor of technology advocates.
Still, I’m good with my obsolete and outdated habits. I like sending postcards and letters. I like to spontaneously call my friends and ask if everything is okay. Unfortunately, I often fail to hear a real voice. Let’s say I only get a return sms that in the coming days I do not fit into the schedule with my phone call. Okay, I just wanted to ask if you are alive, talk two short minutes, show that I remember. That’s it.
I don’t know how to sum up my next externalization… I think it’s obvious that the world is moving foreward and bringing a lot of new.
I understand that the current reality can be fascinating for many and it’s easy to get off it. After all, our parents’ generation didn’t even have anything to get off and everyone was used to blessed every single orange got from American auntie at Christmas time. However, I am happy that I was born in the 90’s and raised let’s say in the yard, playing outdoors with others kids and taking decisions together about what to play next. We also were able to solve conflicts in the group by talking not by writing and hiding behind the blue screens.
I preferred that pace, and my struggles with adapting to the present time will probably end up with building a hut somewhere into the woods and growing own vegetables.
And I strongly believe that in this rush there will still be a handful of friends with me who will have time and willingness to visit me from time to time and taste eco tomatoes from my garden.
Thank you to those who have time and also think that the bonds between people need to be care about, because otherwise they do not last longer than sand houses irretrievably falling apart after the collision with the first wave encountered.