Regrets
Why am I doing all this to myself…? I could have stayed at home and now lie in a warm, soft, dry bed, get enough sleep, don’t be tired. Make myself a tasty cup of coffee in the morning, read some book, spend money on something useful. But no, I decided to go skiing to Peru. Now I have to get up in the middle of the night. And not that I’ve slept well. I couldn’t fall asleep for most of the night, and as soon as I finally did, the alarm clock went off. It is like that every time. And every time the same thoughts – why am I doing this to myself…
Everything is wet, frosted, the sleeping bag, tent, clothes. With each move I’m touching something cold and wet. The inside of the sleeping bag is so warm, soft, and comfy, maybe a little smelly, but still it’s so tempting to stay there. But you have to fight that urge, when you’ve already chosen such type of vacation. You have to get up, put those cold clothes on, boil water, eat something… Praise the donkeys! Thanks to them, this time we could take a lot of delicacies up to our camp, not only freeze-dried products.
All those “why” questions reappear in my head, as soon as a heavy backpack with skis and boots attached lands on my back. I am lazy by nature, so why am I doing this to myself?! But then the walk starts, I get warmer, I look at the mountains around me and immediately stop asking myself those stupid questions. Until the next time, when I wake up in the tent, in the middle of the night.