I live in Amish country and it isn't unusual to get delayed behind a buggy on my way to town.
I often wonder what it would be like to live in one of their households for just a week. I imagine the simplicity...No telephone, no blaring television or battles for a remote. No worries over what mischief my children might get into over the internet. And think of all of the trash to treasure ideas it might inspire!
But, then I think of how I sit with my laptop in my air conditioned office when it's 90 degrees and humid outside. Of my windows sealing out the stifling, oppressive air that makes me cranky.
Then, I imagine the long sleeved dresses and heavy layers of aprons and bonnets and I'm thankful for a minute of peace out on my back deck sipping lemonade in between moments of complication in my high-tech world. And I think of of quickly I can travel to town in my minivan, no matter how quaint it might be to listen to the clip clop of horses and the clatter of buggy wheels. Still, it's fun to imagine.
Do you ever imagine what it would be like to live in someone else's world for just a week?