There are still a few places in the world you can experience complete silence. You need not travel thousands of miles. I have been delighted to find a few places right in the city, in the outdoors, where sounds are effectively barricaded.
Unless you are with my Mother.
My Mom and I used to take weekend excursions to the country. Little day trips by car to the great outdoors where civilization was far behind in the rear view mirror.
One place I remember very well.
It was late summer and we were deep in some forest, on a road not travelled much. We stopped to stretch and enjoy the scenery.
It was dead quiet. Not a sound. Heaven.
We sat on a guard rail and just listened.
For about thirty seconds.
“It is so quiet here.” My Mom said. I agreed. “I really enjoy the quiet, don’t you? There is no quiet at home. I love it when it is so quiet…” and on and on and on.
“Mom, could you just be quiet for a few minutes so we can enjoy it?”
“Oh, yes of course! I am so sorry to have interrupted your enjoyment. I know that you must need a lot of quiet after your busy week….” and on and on and on. If I persisted to silence her she would get angry and hurt and, well it just wasn’t worth it.
Mom had to comment about everything.
I find this quite funny now, but at the time I was exasperated.
Mom loved to talk, and, I inherited that from her.
However, I can sit quiet for several hours to days.