Last year, I escaped to the Isle of Wight with Luke’s family. Unlike other family holidays I’ve been on, this escape to the Isle of Wight wasn’t about escaping the rain, nor escaping the domesticity of home. In fact, it was about embracing both of those things.
There is one thing we did escape though: the internet. Luke and I both spend a lot of our day online. We read the news online when we wake up, we work online in the mornings, we speak with our family and friends online and we write our blogs online. Sometimes we spend far too much time online, and sometimes we forget that too.
During our escape in the Isle Wight, we stayed in a grade II listed miller’s house, built in the 18th century. It was rustic, but cosy. There was no internet. Instead, there were large communal rooms, board games, muddy walks through the woods and mushrooms growing on the ceiling. It was quiet, peaceful and communal.
Being offline was strange for me, but at the same time it was liberating. I spent my time pursuing activities that usually fall by the wayside when I have the internet to distract me – reading books, playing board games, and walking in the countryside. I love doing all of those things but never seem to find the time when there’s an internet connection available.
How often do you escape the from the online world? Do you think it’s essential to do so, or do you crave being connected?