That's it, I'm going home!
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What does that mean to you when you say it? "Going home". We have been gone for 2 years now. We gave everything away and have only a storage unit with some pictures and maybe some clothes (if they even still fit). I have spent the last 2 years thinking about The Next Great Adventure. Now going back to the US is a great adventure. Where is home?? I grew up on the west coast of Canada. I spent most of the next 20 years in Las Vegas. Then a year in Southern California and 3 years in Southern Utah. I'm not going home, I guess. I don't have a home. I have a job waiting for me! But I'm still working on getting an apartment/home for rent.
That's it, I'm going back to Cedar City. And when I get there I will find a place. That's more accurate. I think 3 years is the longest I've rented in one house since 2002. I'm ready to settle down. I found a house for rent for $650 a month in our old neighborhood, and maybe they will let me keep some chickens. I'm ready for that.
All of my travel dreams came true. Time for some new dreams. I could take a computer programming course and watch the chickens peck while I do my homework. I could write a hilarious blog about the adventures of conspiring backyard chickens.
I love adventure:
- an exciting or very unusual experience.
- participation in exciting undertakings or enterprises:the spirit of adventure.
- a bold, usually risky undertaking; hazardous action of uncertain outcome.
There is adventure yet to come. It is exciting to not know where we are going to live yet, right? A new job is always an adventure for the first month or so, with everything being new and unfamiliar.
Continued education is an adventure for me.
The trick is to wake up every day and declare that I am ready for adventure. There are so many kinds of adventure out there, big and small.
So today is the day before the crazy travel home begins. I look forward to easier conversations with people like my Mom. Time matters. We try to coordinate when we can connect and we have to make references like "my tomorrow morning", or "your Tuesday night". Since there is a 13 hour time difference. We only have 2 chances to talk each day. When I wake up, as she is going to bed. And when I go to bed, which is when she is waking up.
What a trip ahead of us. We aren't just traveling from Vietnam to Los Angeles, we are time traveling too. We leave early on Thursday morning (whose morning? "our Thursday morning". Lol) We fly out 5:30am Thursday the 19th from Nha Trang to Ho Chi Mihh (otherwise known as Saigon) in Vietnam. Then we fly to Singapore where our round trip tickets are designated. From Singapore (in Singapore) we fly to Tokoyo (in Japan). Understanding countries and their capitals and their actual land masses is interesting. Then from Tokyo to LA. The first flight is 1 hour. The second flight is 2 hours. The third flight is 7 hours. The last flight is 10 hours. I don't remember all the layover timesframes. We arrive back in LA on the Friday the 20th at 10:55am Pacific time zone. Then we visit with family and still have a 7 hour drive from Southern California to Southern Utah.
Yes, I'm pretty sure I'll be ready to hunker down after all of that.
Lots of cloud meditation for me to enjoy. 10 days for me to get over jet lag and settle in for my new job to start. I am going to treat the United States like any other country we have visited so far. I will look closely at the people and the customs and the differences and the similarities from everything else that I have experienced. I will question everything with an open mind and an open heart.
I have heard of something called reverse culture shock. I think I will be happy to be able to find things in a grocery store and read all labels, but I also think that despite some of the mega malls I've seen - super Walmart will feel a bit intimidating.
The trick is to wake up every day and declare that I am ready for adventure. There are so many kinds of adventure out there, big and small.
So today is the day before the crazy travel home begins. I look forward to easier conversations with people like my Mom. Time matters. We try to coordinate when we can connect and we have to make references like "my tomorrow morning", or "your Tuesday night". Since there is a 13 hour time difference. We only have 2 chances to talk each day. When I wake up, as she is going to bed. And when I go to bed, which is when she is waking up.
What a trip ahead of us. We aren't just traveling from Vietnam to Los Angeles, we are time traveling too. We leave early on Thursday morning (whose morning? "our Thursday morning". Lol) We fly out 5:30am Thursday the 19th from Nha Trang to Ho Chi Mihh (otherwise known as Saigon) in Vietnam. Then we fly to Singapore where our round trip tickets are designated. From Singapore (in Singapore) we fly to Tokoyo (in Japan). Understanding countries and their capitals and their actual land masses is interesting. Then from Tokyo to LA. The first flight is 1 hour. The second flight is 2 hours. The third flight is 7 hours. The last flight is 10 hours. I don't remember all the layover timesframes. We arrive back in LA on the Friday the 20th at 10:55am Pacific time zone. Then we visit with family and still have a 7 hour drive from Southern California to Southern Utah.
Yes, I'm pretty sure I'll be ready to hunker down after all of that.
Lots of cloud meditation for me to enjoy. 10 days for me to get over jet lag and settle in for my new job to start. I am going to treat the United States like any other country we have visited so far. I will look closely at the people and the customs and the differences and the similarities from everything else that I have experienced. I will question everything with an open mind and an open heart.
I have heard of something called reverse culture shock. I think I will be happy to be able to find things in a grocery store and read all labels, but I also think that despite some of the mega malls I've seen - super Walmart will feel a bit intimidating.
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