We were caught in an Air B'n'B when cOvid lockdowns very first happened.
My son and I still kept walking in the hills for the joy of it but were stopped by spooked cops one day which ruined the fun. I was particularly peeved because PTB had stopped spraying the skies, and that March spring sky was particularly clear and blue and beautiful. I sunbathed and read esoteric stuff to make sense of things but the best part of the entire lockdown was one night, around 11:30pm I heaved a huge sigh, thought FUCK THIS, got my walking booties on and slipped out in to the dark streets. We were new to Europe and in a green, hilly old section. All the spring flowers were in bloom, not a breath of wind and the air was so fresh and sweet. One of the most memorable walks of my life for the thrill of walking in the shadows of an intimidated silent world.
Walking through nature during that year felt ethereal, it was magic and I had quite a few moments like that. The eerieness was palpable and it's something I don't think the culture will ever truly forget
Sad times😞 so many places that we’re iconic we’re just shut down never to be opened again. And never to be talked about. Like you said just vanished into the abyss! Thank you for your article it’s a reminder of our forgotten past. We should never forget.
Yeah 2020 was the fulcrum, for myself at least I tried to have as fun a time as I could through the whirlwind. The veil lifted fully and the kind of death/rebirth theme was apparent too, it's going to be a wild century
We were caught in an Air B'n'B when cOvid lockdowns very first happened.
My son and I still kept walking in the hills for the joy of it but were stopped by spooked cops one day which ruined the fun. I was particularly peeved because PTB had stopped spraying the skies, and that March spring sky was particularly clear and blue and beautiful. I sunbathed and read esoteric stuff to make sense of things but the best part of the entire lockdown was one night, around 11:30pm I heaved a huge sigh, thought FUCK THIS, got my walking booties on and slipped out in to the dark streets. We were new to Europe and in a green, hilly old section. All the spring flowers were in bloom, not a breath of wind and the air was so fresh and sweet. One of the most memorable walks of my life for the thrill of walking in the shadows of an intimidated silent world.
Walking through nature during that year felt ethereal, it was magic and I had quite a few moments like that. The eerieness was palpable and it's something I don't think the culture will ever truly forget
Sad times😞 so many places that we’re iconic we’re just shut down never to be opened again. And never to be talked about. Like you said just vanished into the abyss! Thank you for your article it’s a reminder of our forgotten past. We should never forget.
Yeah 2020 was the fulcrum, for myself at least I tried to have as fun a time as I could through the whirlwind. The veil lifted fully and the kind of death/rebirth theme was apparent too, it's going to be a wild century
A Phoenix moment! 🔥