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Tell The World I'm Coming Home

Mates, my arm muscles have completely died after I tortured them into lugging 3 suitcases, 2 of which were in the 50-pound range (didn't have a scale to check and crossed my fingers they wouldn't charge me if I went over - yolo), and a massive tote bag brimming with pastries for the plane and Mindy Kaling's book, through half the whole airport. 

Heathrow is disgustingly enormous.

The past week was go, go, go. It was a constant frenzy of finishing up essays that didn't want to be finished, packing, unpacking, packing, unpacking, and then packing everything, popping over to Dublin, Barcelona, and Paris in quick succession, and then fretting over every logistical detail in the process of getting home.

But now, I'm sitting in a random seat in the middle of my terminal, waiting for my gate to show up so I can go and begin a day of enduring 11 hours on a plane. At least I have Mindy.

Now, everything's still and not frenzied. It's finally hitting me that I'm leaving Europe, and there is no knowing when I'll ever be back. It's hitting me that school, real school, is starting next week. That I'll get to see my friends and my family, and that I won't constantly be scratching my head at the tiny but extremely noticeable differences between the US and the UK. It means I won't be the foreigner anymore, the outsider, the visitor. 

I get to go home, and anyone who has ever known me understands that to me, home - my bed - my loved ones - mean infinitely times more to me than formative, mind-building academics, traipsing through cities that I've only dared to dream of, crossing cultural barriers and planes and trains and coaches and (attempted) horse carriages. These are all wonderful, these all make my heart fuller than full, but home. Home is everything to me.

9 comments

  1. Have a safe trip! I'm sad that I won't get to see my country through your eyes anymore but I'm looking forward to reading the next part of your adventures xxx
    La Lingua : Food, Life, Love, Travel, Friends, Italy

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  2. I remember feeling really similar when I was sitting in the Amsterdam airport waiting to go home. Even though I was traveling with 80 other crazy college students, I still felt so isolated and strange to be finally going home. Though I'm going to be honest - sleeping in my childhood bed after that whole ordeal was the best night of my life, to date.

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  3. It's true, there really is no place like home :) I hope you had a safe journey!

    Rachel | AMomentInTime.
    x

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  4. Give yourself grace upon reentry. :)

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  5. Safe travels lady! At least you have Mindy for sure! Best travel companion without a doubt!
    Lisa | c/oMKE

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  6. Oh gosh, going back to the real world can definitely be hard! Especially after leaving a beautiful place like Europe! Have a safe flight girl, and good luck with school!!
    xo TJ

    http://www.hislittlelady.com

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  7. I hope you had a safe trip back petal! Going back to the "real world" is definitely hard after such an amazing experience! Good luck with everythinggggg and I will definitely still be following along...when my internet decides to start working again ;)

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  8. Amen suga! Hope your flight home was a success and have fun unpacking!

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  9. Home really is where it's at! But what a wonderful experience you've had....I can't believe it's over already!!! So classes start this week? That wasn't much of a break to get back into things, was it?!

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