At the writing of this, I am sitting on my lanai drinking an espresso, and I’m staring at a bench.
It’s a sweet little metal bench in a patch of shade, overlooking the stables and sitting alongside the heated spa pool. As far as I can tell no one has sat in it during my entire stay, and unlike the garden lunch tables, the pool loungers and the deck chaises, this little bench doesn’t seem to be up for grabs. No one is vying for it, there’s no line to wait in to sit in it, and you don’t have to put your name on a list to experience what it’s like.
My kind of bench.
I intend to sit in it before I leave, just to see what the property looks like from the perspective of that little unassuming bench.
(Note: That little bench allowed me to see the equestrian staff grooming the horses. The spa guests lolling by the outdoor pool. The bridesmaid party enjoying lunch.)
On Friday morning, I’ll be lolling around the mahogany-paneled library in one of the overstuffed leather chairs in front of the fireplace. I want to sit in the library before I get on the road. The library has been, believe it or not, filled since my arrival with heads of state and owners of major corporations. Serious brandy-nursing gray-haired older men in expensive riding boots have been commandeering it all week, discussing hedge funds and illiquid assets in their serious voices. But I’m hoping that at 7:00 a.m. it will be relatively empty, and I can enjoy that room.
I want to see what they see.
I have sat in many chairs during my week here- backyard deck chairs, kitchen counter stools, a leather sectional. A heated stone chair in the spa, a pool lounger, and so many Adirondack chairs at so many wineries and breweries that I’ve lost count. Metal chairs surrounding a trattoria table, linen-covered chairs in an upscale lunch spot, and tree-stump chairs at an outside wine-tasting venue.
But it has been the out of the way chairs scattered about the property that have piqued my interest the most. When I travel, I don’t scout out these sitting areas on properties and in airports for comfort, I scout them out for perspective. To see if they offer a view of the property I may not have enjoyed yet. I bring my writing notebook, sit in those areas, and jot down things that occur to me as I consider the view.
Just like chairs, travel allows me to see a view of the world outside my own familiar line of sight. By Friday I will have been here for only five days, but I have reached peace and closure on things that were troubling me. Things that seemed so important to me on Monday don’t now. Issues that were keeping me from falling asleep easily aren’t now. Because the perspective of travel has once again solved my problems. And even if the perceived solution is only temporary, it doesn’t matter. Even if the same problems smack me in the face the second I walk in the door, the perspective I bring back will not leave me. Much like the French lavender soap I purchased from the spa will upon arrival home remind me of my enjoyable spa treatment, so will the perspective I gained from my different seating areas stay with me as well.
I try not to always travel to destinations where people are similar to me, because I like to see myself through different eyes. It’s like always looking in the same mirrors at home. You look in the bathroom mirror, then the full-length mirror in your room. Not bad, you think. You look in the gym mirror, the one in your favorite pub, and think, Not bad. You end the day and go to bed thinking you know what you look like. But when you travel, there is a whole new set of mirrors in which your reflection reminds you:
You’re not who you think you are, honey. Especially not in this light.
It can be tricky to deliberately choose to see yourself differently. But it’s important to remember what a small part of this vast world one person is. What we do matters, and the space we take up is significant, yes. But in the scheme of things, travel reminds us that we have many different reflections, and that there are so many different views.
Sometimes all it takes is one little bench. So see you on the flip side.