It's been a while. I've settled back into the mediocrity of Melbourne, and while I'm not here to complain about it (actually I've had a jolly good time) my heart still soars back to my days of adventure.
Oh, how sappy! Come on! I suppose I can keep blogging about life here in Melbourne, for the multitudes of foreigners that read this thing (the random americans/canadians/israelis - thanks for your support) and I do have a couple stories up my sleeve to entertain you. In a sec...
Culture Shock - they always warn you about it, they try and keep you safe from it, but it always seeps in through the everydayness of your home town and the familiarity of family and friends. What the hell is Culture Shock anyway?
Do I have it?
If I had it, am I over it?
Yet?
This time round, when coming back home to Melbourne, I prepared myself both emotionally and spiritually. Here I am, having one of the most exhilirating and adventurous years of my life all but over, a newfound awareness and confidence about me - having to hit the beige of familiarity and homeness, where nothing changes. Ever.
I felt like one of those Shnatties (Shnatti - an 18 yr old Australian Jew who spends a year in Israel with the Youth Movement of their choice after graduating from high school) - people asking me, "Is it hard to be back?" "Have you settled in yet?" "What was your favourite part?" (To which I have no answer, I loved every chapter of my year) - What do I say?
HECK YES! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE FOR VERY MUCH LONGER!!!!
But then I truly sound like a spoiled and overindulged Jewish princess. And perhaps indeed I am, but one doesn't have to tell the world about it. Anyway, enough with this rubbish.
It's hard to get back into routine - to be honest, what I miss about travelling is meeting new people everyday. Tht's what kept me going on the days I felt blue. I met someone interesting who could take my mind off travelling alone, and things weren't so bad anymore. But in Melbourne, I'm noticing that while most things haven't changed, there is a heck of a lot that has. I've been meeting and going out with new people every week. So I suppose in essence I really haven't stopped travelling. Oh, and the fact that I'm home alone for a month to housesit doesn't hurt either.
Love this independence.
Ps - Droughts stink! Sarah and Global Warming bring you SUMMER
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2 comments:
AHH!! I love it. thank you so much for writing as i am currently one of those 'foreigners' who like to know what you're up to. so thank you for indulging me. but soon i'm home and then you can stop writing. love u so much and see u in 2 weeks. miss u xoxoxox
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its so sad, i am sick. SICK. in Barcelona. :(
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