Turks and Caicos: How To Do Nothing Proudly
We try to go on a vacation together every February. It's a tradition carved out of my need to travel and Will's need to relax before farming season takes hold of all of us again. We try to go somewhere warm and affordable.
Recently, my little family went on a trip to Turks and Caicos. The water was, I believe, hands-down the best I've ever seen. No color like the multiple blues and turquoise of that calm water.
We decided to go to a family resort that had plenty childcare for when we wanted to relax by ourselves. We chose Beaches, which is all-inclusive and is so family-oriented, it has a waterpark and sesame street characters walking around. In other words, do not go here unless you are with children.
The ladies at the kids camp loved my child, and I could see they loved their jobs. So we felt free to leave Lyle with them. We spent some much-needed time together. But I noticed something about us as we spent this time together: we couldn't stop doing.
"Okay, what's our next move? Lunch?" "Should we go to the pool?" "Let's go walk down the beach." "Shouldn't we do some water activities?" "Where are we eating dinner tonight?"
There were about 10 pools at this resort, maybe more. We wanted to sit at all of them. We wanted to use the swim-up bar. We wanted to try all the restaurants (more on this later). We wanted to walk around and see the other parts of the resort. We wanted to check out the spa (or I did). There was so much to do. Go here, go there. Up and down. And all over the place.
The second full day, Will went scuba diving. I don't do that. So my plan was to happily be by myself. But then I noticed myself doing it too: Lunch? Where are the towels? I need to swim. I want to walk around. Do I need to move to another pool? Shouldn't I be at the beach? Yata yata yata.
No! Look at that! It's perfect. I kept seeing people come and go, off to there and everywhere. I thought, geez, I need to move on too. But when I got up to go, I sat right back down. I'm alone at this beautiful pool in the tropics. No way! Stop moving! Stop doing!
I pray for the time to read. And here it was. I had been toting a book around all day long. Sit down and read that thing. This is perfect. Do it!
So I read. I read a whole book. Right there. Right then.
Then I sat. And did nothing. Nothing. It felt so good. Proudly doing nothing. It's ridiculous to come on vacation and be busy. You come on vacation to relax. To sit and rest. I did it. I did it with the best of them. I might have been the only way at that whole resort doing nothing. And I was proud.
Busyness is an addiction. And it is probably deadly for our health not to stop and do nothing. The next day Will and I made a point of sitting around. We might have moved to a different pool and gotten up to eat lunch, but it was much more nothing than the other day was.
As for family vacations, there is nothing more challenging and more glorious. Being together in a different place, traveling together to get there, the whole thing will make you laugh and smile, get mad and impatient, happy and thankful. It's a game changer for the whole family. It comes highly recommended.
As for all-inclusive family resorts, that's your call. I don't think I will go back to one. I need to know where my food comes from, and I need it to be quality. There is also this impulse to get your money's worth so you end up eating and maybe even drinking too much. Some corners are cut to cut costs, and my issue was not feeling healthy at the end of the trip. I believe in fresh and healthy food obviously. And this food was not soul food I don't believe.
I'm happy to be home with my family now. Happy to be anywhere with my family.