At the time of writing, I am on holiday in a small English town right on the border to Wales. I combine socializing and friendship during weekend and evenings with days alone exploring the city and its surroundings, reading and meditating. The city is from the Middle Ages with many half-timbered houses in Tudor style.
Here is a large lush park that stretches along the River Severn, where rowers from the local boat club glide silently along the river. And just south of the town, the horizon is filled by miles of rolling hills that invite for long walks with the many sheep as the closest company.