Oh, the Places We’ll Go! Being Active in Times of Corona
From our daily walk to beer o'clock via Zoom: Has the past year brought us closer to nature or driven us further into a virtual world? A column by Anna Cummins.
There is a hut at the top of our local National Trust property. You climb the uneven steps of the quarry garden and follow the trail through the trees along the rock top until you reach a secluded perch. It is locked, of course, in these times of the coronavirus, but we have found a clear patch in the stained glass door. My daughter takes the top step, I the bottom, and together we peer into the tiny space with its little table and chairs, wood burner and bunk bed overlooking the hills that surround.
Needless to say, we have been there countless times in the past 12 months. In summer, the light reflected in the colourful glass reminded me of sun-drenched terraces, lush green meadows and cool blue lakes. In winter, I could almost hear the crackling fire, smell the freshly baked bread and taste the warming wine. And, no matter the season, I would always turn to my daughter on the way back down and say: “When all of this is over, we will go on a hut-to-hut adventure in Austria.”
Selfie on the top of Zugspitze mountain
The next time we are able to travel, I defy you to FaceTime your folks from the summit, share beer o’clock on Instagram, or arrange a holiday Zoom. I want real people there with me, #nofilter, without interrupted connections and buttons to mute.
Kids with dog
So Much Time, So Many Plans
Across the generations, the past months have taught us a lot about time. Had you asked me a year ago about my plans for the weekend, I would have rolled off a schedule, but today this is a question we tend to avoid.
And yet, come Monday there is a lot I could tell you about. Be it the hidden trail we had not yet spotted that led to a maze, covered in mud. Or the man I pass halfway up the hill on my run every morning, mapping the same path along the dark streets with his walking stick, and now greet. It takes me back to that mountain in Austria, where time seemed to stand still. And I hear Dr. Seuss whisper: “Congratulations! Today is your day. You’re off to Great Places! You’re off and away!”¹
Born in England and raised in Germany, Anna enjoyed working for the Austrian National Tourist Office London for eight years. Throughout this time she was able to travel to many parts of Austria and discover the great variety that it offers. Anna left London for the Sussex countryside in 2018. Now freelance, she still enjoys translating content about Austria for a number of clients.