Escape! The very word spells adventure and freedom..
I used to think escape meant packing my gear and driving out into the wilds to find new roads to travel. new places to find. new faces to meet.
And I did. Had a wonderful time doing it and still hope for some more of that.
I’ve pitched my tent on the soft sandy beach of Maziba Bay, upper Zambezi, far from the maddening crowd.
Even stopped for a few snorts at the beautiful – and deserted – pub at Puku Pan
Met many strangers with their own stories; men and women who continue to inspire me.
And every time I took the road less travelled to come back home
Because I found that escaping doesn’t mean you have to go somewhere. It’s much more difficult than that. ‘Escape’ means finding yourself; and that can be quite a journey… Freedom is, after all not somewhere else. It’s inside every one us. And that, I believe, is the ultimate escape.
Rolbos © 
Amos, this is so true. So often we want to “escape” from people or circumstances. But that actually is fleeing from our inabilities to handle others, or our own troubles, and that boils down to fleeing from ourselves! “Ultimate escape”, I agree, is finding yourself and growing into peace with yourself. That usually is not an easy journey.
God bless.
Herman.
Thanks, Herman…much appreciated.
I love this post, Amos. It reminds me of that song; she sings about being to Nice and the Isle of Greece and sipping champagne on a yacht, also having been to Monte Carlo and then the chorus “I’ve been to paradise, but I’ve never been to me.” Being able to say that escaping to oneself is paradise, is indeed a great blessing and as you said the ultimate escape.
*hugs*
I lo-o-ove that song. And I completely agree. Noy many have been to ‘me’…
I just love that song…and then again, most people never get to ‘me’. It’s sad
Too true. Freedom and escape are found within ourselves but your journeys look fantastic and, if I were looking for a place to escape to, the bush will always be my top choice.
The silence and isolation certainly aid in the bigger quest, don’t they? Thanks…
Wow! What an adventure!
It’s great! Once a year I pack my stuff and do a bit of Africa – it’s the most therapeutic thing ever…
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I love how we both express pretty much the same thing. Only problem is you were much more eloquent than I was. And that disturbs the competitive edge in me. Oh well. 😉 Loved this! Beyond words. Besides, I could try and try to convey why I loved this and you’d still say it better than I could!
You’re too bashful – you said it beautifully! Thanks, much appreciated…
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Great post!
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