Another post inspired by Kid Flash…
One morning last week we were getting ourselves ready to leave the house and Kid Flash was the hold up (as usual), thus one of his nicknames – Turtle. [Sidebar: So, you’re curious how he got the name Kid Flash if he’s so slow? Me, too! Actually, our family’s favorite show is The Flash. After watching several episodes together he asked us to call him Kid Flash. I am hoping one day it will kick in…]
Back to last week… As Kid Flash was doing everything but what I had asked him to do, which was simply to brush his teeth, I asked him something like, ‘Why do you always have to be the one to hold us up?!?!?!?’ His response, “Because I am taking my precious time”.
Now, how could I respond to that? Because he was absolutely right. Our time is precious. And unlike money, once spent we cannot get it back. I realized that as moms, and especially as working moms, we are typically in a rush and crave tips on how to accomplish things faster. We want to get our families ready in the morning faster, we want to cook/prepare dinner faster, we want to clean up faster, we want to get our work done faster (we call it improving productivity) and we even want to sleep faster (so we go to bed too late and wake up too early).
His response caused me to reflect on my husband’s and my recent vacation to Barcelona, Spain. [Yes, it was just the two of us. No kids. And we enjoyed every minute of it! Separate post coming on the importance of vacationing without the kids…]
We were actually in Calafell, a beach town in Tarragona, Spain, approximately 30 minutes from Barcelona.
The theme of the entire trip was “taking my precious time”, as we quickly learned that no one was in a rush to do anything.
Our first clue was when our flight arrived in Barcelona late. My husband had arranged a private driver to take us to the resort and was worried that we would miss our ride. He was told they would only wait 1 hour past the scheduled arrival time, but we still had to take a bus to the main terminal, go through Customs and claim our luggage once the plane landed. As we waited in the Customs line of 3000 people (I’m exaggerating slightly ;)) with only 4 agents working, my husband frantically tried to email the car service about our predicament. He couldn’t call because our cell phones don’t have international service capability (or it would cost an arm and a leg). They finally opened up a few more lanes and the line started to move. After getting through Customs we rushed to baggage claim. After finally finding our suitcase (Yep, just one. We “Pack Light”. :)) we rushed to the pick up spot, where we found our driver just chillin’, holding up an IPad with my husband’s name on it. We were about an hour late at this point.
Then my husband asked where the ATM machine was so he could get some cash (Euros). That took up another 10-15 minutes. When my husband turned around to comment on how slow the ATM machine was, the man behind him in line responded, “Welcome to Spain.”
Finally, we were off to the hotel resort!
We stayed at Le Meridian Ra Beach Hotel and Spa (I know, it rhymes.).
They even took their precious time checking us in at the resort. But, I didn’t mind. Heck, I was on vacation and I didn’t have anything to do or anywhere to be. Plus, they offered us this…
I could get used to “taking my precious time”!
As we waited patiently for meals each day, we had to remind ourselves that everything was being prepared from scratch (unlike the US) and would take some time. Like this small fried whitefish, which was absolutely delicious. We ate it everyday after trying it for the first time.
So, we simply enjoyed each other, the scenery and watching the locals and other vacationers.
As we journeyed into Barcelona on that Friday we had to get something fast. We couldn’t help ourselves. Old faithful, Mickey D’s, didn’t let us down.
While “fast” has its place I am slowly realizing that “taking my precious time” is much less stressful. Our time is precious and we don’t have alot of it.
Uh oh, I’m running late! To be continued…
Until next time-
Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. (James 4:14 NIV)
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