I'm no longer a tourist.
When I was in Paris, I didn't buy any silly little souvenirs for myself. I didn't have a guide book to tell me where to go. I tried to speak in the local language. The pictures I took were either because I found something randomly interesting or beautiful, or because I wanted to show my friends and family.
It's the same in Munich. I take pictures of new things, not just anything I happen across. I buy souvenirs with the intention of sending them to others. And...
While in Paris, I missed being home. But not home in Vegas...home in Munich.
I am still curious, and I am still traveling around, but it's different now. I feel that living here has changed me- I appreciate things more, and see them in a different way.
I really don't want to leave. This week will be "find a damn job" week so I can stay. I want to go to Vegas for Christmas, then back home after the holidays. That's right...home in Munich.
That's not to say that things aren't difficult here. I miss my babies (my animals) every day, and that gets harder with time, not easier. I struggle with the language. I'm quickly running out of money. I don't have a big group of friends or family to rely on. But this is my home now.
It's a little scary! But also awesome and exciting and a major learning experience. I'm excited to see what each new day brings.
Man oh man...
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