YOU GUYS! I AM GOING HOME TO THE UNITED STATES FOR A WEEK! I’ve been waiting for this vacation since the day I left! It’s hard to believe it has been a year since I’ve seen my home country.
I still tear up when I think of saying goodbye to my parents at the airport. BUT I’LL GET TO SEE THEM TOMORROW! I AM SO EXCITED, CAN YOU TELL BY MY CAPS LOCK?!? I will also be excited to push them aside so I can hug our kitties, Sweeney Todd (mine) and Oz (theirs). (Who are we kidding here? Of course I miss the cats the most!)
“Being American” is my defining characteristic here in Kosovo. But once I am back in the United States, “being American” will cease to be remarkable. Identity is a strange thing to consider … we think of it as something so “fixed” (as I wrote about nearly a year ago, in this post), but it really isn’t.
I’ve heard reverse culture shock (returning to one’s own country, after a long time away) is even harder than the initial culture shock of being in a new place. I have a hard time believing that America may seem strange to me, but maybe it will. So much about my country has changed since I’ve been away.
On a lighter note, it’s hard to believe I haven’t driven in a year. While I miss the convenience of having a car, I don’t miss the physical act of driving (and I thought I would). I also miss cooking (and I thought I wouldn’t).
Here are some other things I am looking forward to, in no particular order:
- Yoga class! In a studio!
- Dunkin Donuts iced coffee
- Del Taco!
- Shopping with my mom at Target, the Dollar Store, Goodwill, and Kohls. (I’m a Midwesterner … what can I say? We like good deals.)
- Buying presents to bring back to Kosovo.
- Shopping my own closet at my parents’ house. I don’t have tons of clothing left behind, but it’ll be nice to do some swapping.
- AIR CONDITIONING! OMG, it’s already a billion degrees here in Kosovo. (It’s possible I am exaggerating. I dislike hot weather.) Family, if you want to know where you can find me, I’ll be lying across the air conditioning vent in my bedroom, weeping softly.
- Sleeping at night without the sound of a barking dog(s) to wake me. And let’s add my usual 4:30 a.m. rooster wake up call to this bullet point. Sleeping! In peace! With a cat at my feet! That’s what I like.
I won’t be posting next week. I’ll catch you on Monday, June 26!