I'm moving into a new place on Sunday! Instead of living with Juan and the hamsters, I will live with my American friend Josh and hang out on his bomb terrace that has a view of the ocean and sometimes Africa. Woooooooo
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Home(s)
'Home' is a funny thing. Can a person have more than one of them? Sometimes it's a singular concept, like when someone says 'I'm going home', we know this person is going to the place where his/her bed and possessions are located. But, the phrase 'I'm going home for Christmas' has an entirely different meaning, usually connoting a return to family and friends. I had a different sort of homecoming here in Spain. The majority of my possessions weren't waiting for me at my apartment in Estepona, and neither were my friends nor family. But, upon arrival in Estepona, I felt that I was coming 'home' after prolonged travel (aka: lots of dirty laundry in my backpack, sleep-deprived from staying in youth hostels), and I felt relief to walk down familiar streets on the way to my apartment. It was refreshing to hear Spanish again in Spain, and calming to go to my favorite cafe today.
Wenatchee
Seattle
Estepona
So, now I have three homes. I wonder, though, how many homes can a person have? When will some of them start drifting away?
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