A few weekends ago, after hauling The Third Quarters stuff around, The Third + Fourth Quarters and The Fourth Quarters family, and I drove twenty minutes out west. We walked through the bush for a bit, which looked like this:
And eventually we came to place that looked like this:
We clambered over rocks and swam in freezing but refreshing fresh river water and had a generally brilliant time.
Sometimes I forget that with a little bit of effort you can be somewhere amazing. That morning I'd hoped for perhaps a drip in a chlorinated pool. By that afternoon I was much happier that instead I swam in a river.
Have you hoped for something and been surprised by a much better alternative?