There is a certain pressure of sightseeing when visiting a new place. I have only recently noticed how much I tend to succumb to that when travelling. Having to see, do, visit, observe and learn. And this, as much as possible. Feeling guilty when not everything on the list has been accomplished.
Just a few days ago I had a “me-vacation” visiting Graz for the first time. And I can proudly say that I have managed to put the tourist duty aside this time and actually not visit museums or sites “properly” as I simply did not feel like it. Instead I focused on just taking the atmosphere of the city in, walking around, looking at all the beautiful buildings (also from the inside, if I felt like it), maneuvering among the many bikers and taking breaks in stunning and cute cafés – actually one of my favourite pastimes.
Maybe one day I will organise a trip focusing solely on the discovery of various cafés in foreign cities. I will be able to taste teas and delicacies. I will be able to see inspiring interiors. I will be able to read, write or simply observe. Sounds heavenly, don’t you think?