Well, this post officially marks the end of my American adventures of the summer 2015. As i’m writing this i’ve now been home for about a month, and I still can’t quite believe it’s been that long since I was on the other side Atlantic! My time spent in America was truly amazing. I won’t lie, I had some low times as well as the highs, both those memories mean just as much to me. There were times at Camp when I just wanted to quit and go home, and even times whilst travelling when part of me wished that I could just be curled up at home on the sofa watching tv with my family.
But that’s one of the things that I love about travelling. It shows you what’s important, what you miss when you don’t have it. It shows you how incredible the world can be, and yet also points out the things that you love about home that maybe you never noticed before, or don’t appreciate enough. But perhaps most importantly, this summer opened up my eyes once again to how beautiful the world is. To how big and full of adventure it is, and it reminded me that there is a whole world just waiting to be explored.
“You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.” Miriam Adeney