Our lives have changed radically but we can adapt, says a former Guardian journalist who has lived solo on a boat for three years - and learned to love itLiving alone in the wild`I want to reassure people,` I announced grandly on Instagram the other day, `that it´s easier to change behaviour than you think.` With anxious friends facing a massive change of life in the face of coronavirus, I wanted to spread some calm.The reason I´d started dispensing `wisdom` like some nautical soothsayer was that I gave up a much-loved job at the Guardian three years ago to pursue a simpler life on my tiny sailboat. I ended up crossing the Channel to France, sailing down the Atlantic coast to Portugal, into the Mediterranean, through Spain and Italy to Greece. It´s the slowest life imaginable, travelling at walking pace, completely immersed in nature. I sleep freely in secluded bays, by white beaches, fish and octopus swimming below me. I´ve sailed with dolphins and whales, woken to horses galloping on deserted beaches in southern Italy, and anchored by castles and cathedral-like cliffs. It is magical and it is nourishing. Continue reading...
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