Is this what homesickness feels like? With two weeks remaining in Europe, this was a question I began to ask myself with disturbing regularity. While there hadn't been any time during the trip where I was unhappy to be over here, the effects of extended travel started to show its ugly face. I found myself longing to be in a place where I could put on fresh clothes and fall asleep in the same bed each night. The novelty of learning to communicate in a new language every week waned and was replaced by the desire to convey thoughts and desires without having to resort to an extensive game of charades.
Ironically, I don't have much more of a place to call 'home' in the US than I do abroad, but as I count down these final days I still find that I am eager to return to the familiar. So, please lay out a fresh pair of jeans, a clean set of sheets and order up a carne asada burrito for me - I'll be home soon!
Copyright 2007, Travis Emmel
5 Comments:
At 9:12 AM,
Anonymous said…
Yeah, there's nothing like a SoCal carne asada burrito...
At 10:41 AM,
Anonymous said…
You could move in with Cameron
At 12:23 PM,
The PoPo said…
I tole you you would rue, I said rue the day you left San Diego.
At 10:32 PM,
Wally Balls said…
Hemet, here you come!
At 6:42 AM,
Hemet is Heaven said…
Hemet. From the Eiffel Tower to... water towers; from the Seine to the riverbeds along Stetson Avenue; from eating carbonara in Firenze to ordering from the high school kid at Datillo's. Talk about adjusting. Moreover, you may be ready to return to the familiar, but are you prepared to return to 106+ degrees of Summer Slam heat?
My God, the heat!
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