For the fortunate, there are extended breakfasts; unhurried walks along the malecón; raw oysters and coconut water at thatched-roofed beach restaurants called palapas; a sunset Pacífico beer on the roof of the old Freeman Hotel, now a Best Western; a late dinner of fresh seafood and competing rhythms.
In my case, the luxuries I've bought are those unhurried, pleasant walks to school -- the kind noted in the column -- as well as the afternoons when my daughters are free to read, ask me questions about their homework and play in their own backyard instead of at a day care center.
Talking in an unhurried way with neighbors or walking across a field with a child -- we are powerfully full of information, visions, clarity, generosity and our future.
There is a new romance in our lives; now there is time for quiet lunches in unfamiliar places, the theater, long walks, unhurried talk in which we assess the past, the future, the goals of our children.
People walk around unhurried, holding laptops and water bottles, holographic security badges thwapping against their thighs.
The first substantial group of American visitors in the 1830s, few of whom knew much about French culture or even spoke the language, were struck above all by Paris as "a continuing lesson in the enjoyment to be found in such simple, unhurried occupations as a walk in a garden....{O}ne learned to take time to savor life".
He read at a walking pace, unhurried enough to be easily understood but not so slow as to be ponderous.
Though he ranges across many genres, he is best known for artfully arranged miscellanies about books and libraries.In this section New on the Rialto Blood earth A man for all seasons Cabinet of curiosity How to remember Born to be wild ReprintsReading Mr Manguel is like taking a city walk or an unhurried meal with an erudite, cosmopolitan friend.
Always seek one in a reasonably quiet and unhurried place, where you can walk the labyrinth undisturbed and stay at peace.
His teenage short stories, which I discovered in a trunk of junk in the basement of the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library, are so permeated with his later personality that you can practically see the "sixty-year-old smiling public man" walking toward you, unhurried but unstoppable.
Armitage, a tall man, walks as he speaks – unhurried, purposeful, with an unselfconscious physical confidence undented (or maybe underscored) by a period in his 20s when, diagnosed with an arthritic condition called ankylosing spondilitis, he thought he might soon not be able to walk at all.
