As I type this I’m flying through the air from Zurich back to the US. I still can’t believe my two-week adventure is over already!
The first thing I will do when I get home is dump all contents of my suitcase and hiking pack directly into the dirty clothes and then will throw myself under the longest, hottest shower I’ve ever taken. This will be followed by a much-needed pedicure this weekend, since there is nothing pretty about post hiking feet if you ask me.
As I sit here in seat 21G snacking on some tasty in-flight Swiss chocolate sticks, I began to reflect on my adventures. Here are the four things I learned on my 100+ miles of hiking:
Everyone speaks openly about bodily functions. There is not the same stigma around using the loo when you’re on the trail. In fact, it’s a frequent topic of discussion. What rock is the best to “water”? How does one squat using a tree? What is the best way to transport used toilet paper off the mountain? There was no lack of bathroom humor along the way either. And since there aren’t restrooms on the side of the mountains (obviously), you had no option but to accept it all.
I can’t stand quiet. We would hike for 8-10 hours a day in a single file lines up steep narrow paths and about an hour in I thought I was going crazy. I never have quiet time at home. If I’m not chatting with the boyfriend or on the phone with my mom, then I’m listening to my audio books. These hiking backpacks need to have built in speakers so I can play my Audible books as I hike… because the voices inside my head get a bit boring after a while.
You don’t lose weight hiking the Swiss Alps. I consumed more bread, cheese, chocolate, and wine in the last two weeks than I probably have in the last two years. When you spend all day hiking, all you want to do is stuff your face when you get back to flat-ish land. And I did just that :) Pounds of cheese, multiple baguettes, even elaborate picnics on the sides of mountains. For every calorie I burned, I ate double. #sorrynotsorry
Go on adventures while you’re young. Besides the guides, I was pretty much the youngest by 10-15 years. The oldest hiker in our group was around 70. The one thing that every person said to me was to take these adventures when you’re young. Don’t wait years and years for the “perfect time”. Save the money and vacations days and go explore while you’re young because you don’t know what the future has in store for you (although that sounds a but morbid, it’s was intended to be empowering). Pack your bags and go!
I arrive back to Miami late this evening and am thrilled to have my own bed back again, not to mention clean PJs and Nespresso coffee in the morning! I will have one more glass of wine on the plane before we touch down and then I guess my post vacation diet will officially begin…
Until next time, Switzerland!
P.S. I impulsively bought another book at the airport (I seriously have a problem). I intend to sip said wine, read Hitman Anders and the Meaning Of It All by Jonas Jonasson, and soak up every last minute of vacation. Back to my new job Monday morning!
P.P.S. In-flight update: Red wine, white shirts, and turbulence don’t mix. Ughs.