home?

I arrived home and promptly burst into tears upon seeing my two year nephew tanking around the airport. Don't get me wrong, I'm quite an emotional person, at least while watching/reading things but I don't generally cry at real life. My family all seem to find it funny that I cried arriving home but not when I left (says it all really). I've only been home a few days but feel really displaced, kinda like I'm not home. I've been told that for every year spent abroad it takes six months to adjust when returning home, I wonder if this means as I was gone two months it will take me a month to adjust? I know two months isn't that long, but it felt longer. The day after I got back I went for coffee with my mum, getting on the double decker bus, I exclaimed "there's so much space", it just slipped out, I'm definitely noticing these things more. Walking through the busy city centre was a bit over-whelming, as was the huge choice in neros - so many types of coffee!

Having my lovely Aussie lad back from Australia, in a couple of days, will probably help me feel more settled, I just feel so restless. Have cat cuddles is great. I'm loving my shower and bed, but really they don't matter, just conveniences.

I have decided I definitely want to work abroad, I have always wanted to, but I fully, 100% want to now. Watching the news on Syria, has made me think of many options. I want to graduate, work in A&E for a couple of years to get experience and then sign up to some sort of emergency relief organisation, so if any disasters happen (natural or man made) I can go help for a few months. I also want to live and work abroad. So many places to see, and skills to gain.

I miss Africa. A lot. To quote my dad i have joined the "world of those who have fallen head over heals in love with the amazing, mystical, spectacular, warm, frustrating and ancient birth of humanity.... Africa"

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