In the last 7 weeks, I’ve worked for 11 days, been ill and off sick for 2 (a rare occurrence for me) and been away from home for 34. Sometimes, that’s how teacher’s terms work out, and I’m so grateful to be in a geographical and financial position that allows me to travel so much at the moment. But I am seriously ready for some routine.
I write this on the journey back from Phnom Penh to Hanoi. My parents, Oli and I just spent 8 days in Cambodia, immediately after a couple in Sapa. 2 days before, we were in Ninh Binh, and just a fortnight previously Ol and I arrived home from a jam-packed few weeks exploring New Zealand. It’s been exciting, fascinating, interesting, adventurous and taught me so much about the world and myself. But it’s taken a toll on my body. I’m tired, I ache all over and am in urgent need of several consecutive nights in my own bed, ideally all beginning at 9pm.
Here’s what I’m looking forward to as I fly:
- My own space to think, reflect, write and just be
- My wardrobe, rather than being limited to what I can carry on my back
- Home-cooked food: smelling those scents as I impatiently waiting for the rice cooker to be done
- Reminding my body of my sleep routine
- That feeling of my fresh bed sheets against my skin
- Evenings on the sofa, curled up in front of Sex Education
- Going to work
- And coming back home again
- Catching up with friends over baos, tacos or carb-packed lunches at the school canteen
- The hot chocolate at my favourite cafe (I’ll be rushing there as soon as I can)
- Exercising and nourishing my body
- Keeping up to date in my gullet journal
- Leaving all screens in the other room while I sleep
- Having my hair cut and blow dried
- Getting back on top of my savings
- Uninterrupted reading time
- Weekends wandering, photographing Hanoi’s beauty
- Ringing my friends from home-home
- The view out of my apartment window
- A massage at Body and Soul
- Overnight oats for breakfast (I’ll never learn that 4 pain au chocolat at a hotel breakfast is too many)
- Watching my sunrise as I enjoy my fruit tea
- A lie in tomorrow morning (please, brain)
If I ever begin planning a several month tour of the world, stop me. I need home comforts, my own space and a strict bedtime.
What about you? What do you look forward to when you get back home?