It’s been about two weeks since we’ve both come back home. I’ve started again at university (a huge adaption) and seen a lot of my friends and family. It’s been great to see everyone again! I’ve been the getting the question ‘how was it?’ a lot, which is kind of a funny question to ask if you’ve been away for five months. It is a question I can’t answer in the few minutes I’ve normally got. I know it is just that everybody is interested, and I love it that they are, but I can’t help but smile every time I get the question.
I’ve found it difficult to adapt to the normal life again. I got so used to travelling and freedom. I’ve definitely found it difficult to get used to the weather here! It’s about 35 degrees colder than where we came from and the first days I’ve worn double sweaters. But even weirder was the feeling that nothing has happened. It felt like I stepped back into the whole routine and only left for a day instead of 5 months! The whole trip sometimes just feels like a dream, but then I get a flashback to one of the amazing things I have done. And explaining the travel also feels like explaining a dream, you can never make people understand what you’ve been through. How it smelt, how it felt, how the colours made so much sense in the sunlight and were magical. You can show them the pictures and tell them your story, but they can’t place all of it. It is not something I am mad or disappointed about, just something I’ve noticed.
Another thing I have noticed is how here, back in reality, I have to do things again. For five months I was free to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. There was nothing on the must-do list. I’m back for 2 weeks, and I’ve already got this huge list of things I have to do and feeling the pressure to do them again. It is such a big difference. Even in the sentences, back home I HAVE to do things, during my travels I was GOING TO do things. It seems like such a small difference, but it is major in the experience. I’ve only been back for two weeks and I can already feel the pressure of having to do things eating on me. On my energy level and my stress level. How insanely fast is that!
It’s great to see everybody again and I was getting tired of travelling, but I miss the feeling of the freedom I had when I was driving ninety mile beach sitting in the window of the car, or the amazement when dolphins were swimming all around me. I’m trying to hold on to those feelings.