One of the interesting things about being away for an extended time is that you start to see your own country (or continent) as others may. And to appreciate it. We’re heading to Rome now and it feels like we’re approaching home.
I’m looking forward to seeing beautiful, old historic cities again, to eating good fresh vegetables, great coffee, bread, cheese and wine. We haven’t had any decent chocolate for weeks, or even months. I’m looking forward to having easy access to fair trade and organic products, and to our clear and effective recycling policies.
When we finally get back to Norwich in a few weeks I’m looking forward to the familiarity of things, the people I’ve missed, our great bars and restaurants and getting back to work. Yes, really!
And to some long country walks.
We’ve been so lucky to visit so many wonderful places and, more importantly to meet inspiring people and make true friends; I’ve got used to living out of 12 kilos of luggage and moving on regularly; of learning the basics in yet another language. And we’ve gained some understanding of the history, traditions and humanity in different parts of the world. It’s not homesickness that makes Norwich look inviting now, but a readiness to start the next stage of our life and to try and retain and put into practice some of the inspiration and lessons learned on this trip.
We’re not home just yet. We’ve got a month in the Italian countryside, a week in a Polish spa and short break in Berlin before that so we’ve still got lots to explore and enjoy but it feels as though we’re homeward bound.