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Friday, May 28, 2010
Home?
The journey home was stressful. I'm sure no matter what it would have been. But, it didn't help that Iceland's volcano was erupting and creating complications. Who knew how difficult it would be to pack a year's worth of stuff into two suitcases . . . again. It was hard. I ended up shipping a box of books home to lighten the load. They arrived about a week and a half after I did, so in all that wasn't so bad. The flight itself was good. No troubles at all.
My mum came to visit for a week before she helped me move all my stuff home. We toured London and did some things around Plymouth and the surrounding area. I really enjoyed being able to introduce my mum to all my friends and to show her around where I had been living and show her what I did every day. It gave her a sense of why I liked England so much and maybe will help when I start missing it even more.
I've been home for about two weeks now. It's a strange feeling. Many things are familiar as I've known them for the past twenty years. But, at the same time those familiar things seems somewhat foreign. Having attatched myself so much to the English culture and the nature of things there, seeing normal things that I'm used to seems strange to me now.
Readjusting to American culture is a bit difficult. Moreso, the difficulties lie in moving back home. In England, I cooked for myself, went grocery shopping, I could travel, and I made decisions for myself. Now, I'm readjusting to family life and being home and not so independent.
I miss England and all my friends that I made there. It's a difficult thing to make friends and build a life for yourself knoing that you'll have to leave it in a year's time. But, it does nothing to thwart the friendships made. Thank goodness for Facebook and Skype!! I can keep in touch with all my friends.
I still can't tell if I have changed or not. I'm sure I have, whether it's noticable or not. I'd like to think my experience has had a great impact on my life. I guess I'll just have to wait and see!
My mum came to visit for a week before she helped me move all my stuff home. We toured London and did some things around Plymouth and the surrounding area. I really enjoyed being able to introduce my mum to all my friends and to show her around where I had been living and show her what I did every day. It gave her a sense of why I liked England so much and maybe will help when I start missing it even more.
I've been home for about two weeks now. It's a strange feeling. Many things are familiar as I've known them for the past twenty years. But, at the same time those familiar things seems somewhat foreign. Having attatched myself so much to the English culture and the nature of things there, seeing normal things that I'm used to seems strange to me now.
Readjusting to American culture is a bit difficult. Moreso, the difficulties lie in moving back home. In England, I cooked for myself, went grocery shopping, I could travel, and I made decisions for myself. Now, I'm readjusting to family life and being home and not so independent.
I miss England and all my friends that I made there. It's a difficult thing to make friends and build a life for yourself knoing that you'll have to leave it in a year's time. But, it does nothing to thwart the friendships made. Thank goodness for Facebook and Skype!! I can keep in touch with all my friends.
I still can't tell if I have changed or not. I'm sure I have, whether it's noticable or not. I'd like to think my experience has had a great impact on my life. I guess I'll just have to wait and see!
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