Not a few hours go by when I don’t think or say something about my new surroundings. The sky is so blue today, the clouds are so high up, look at those beautiful flowers, I still can’t believe I am starting at The Andes… Despite the fact I have lived in Chile before, everything still has that new, exciting feeling about it.
When I get the bus into Santiago (we are staying with Carlos’ family 30mins from Santiago at the moment), I sit for the whole journey with my face stuck to the window. Looking as the different mountains change from green to snow, staring at the houses that I pass and admiring the street art. Most other passengers see these sights everyday, so instead they are asleep, on their mobile or listening to music.
So that got me thinking, when does the extraordinary become the ordinary? When will I forget to notice the mountains, when will the blue sky become the norm? I’d like to think it won’t, but of course, I didn’t look in amazement at The Shard that I saw everyday on my commute to work, neither did I stop and stare at The London Eye every time I saw it, but millions of people travel thousands of miles to see these landmarks… so when does the extraordinary become the ordinary, or does it have to?
What do you think?