I wrote this sitting in a waiting area of Narita Airport, among the many faces of strangers I wish were my new friends and watching the giant television screen in front toggle between a Narita Airport video and weather around the world. It was too quiet for comfort, and all I could think about was how much I didn’t want to leave Japan. Like I had planned, I really should’ve been staying until January where I would have carried on to Australia and New Zealand, not returning home until March. But that’s just typical life, isn’t it? Always throwing curveballs at your perfect, precious plans for good reasons or so one can only hope.
Yes, my RTW trip came to a screeching halt. Even though it was a decision I consciously made, I was surprised by how I was feeling. It caught me off guard late one night from my Taipei hostel where the feeling that I had overdone it had consumed me. I found myself mindlessly searching for flights home, and even though I knew it wouldn’t be cheap, my heart told me it was what I had to do.
I had grown tired so quickly from moving around, the prospect of travel was no longer as thrilling as when I left home in June, I stopped dreaming of the next destination, the energy to go searching for new foods and experiences had dissipated, and above all, I was missing the comforts of home BIG TIME. Family health issues played a significant role as well.
When your gut tells you to go home, you must obey for it must be for good reason. While I am more melancholy and heavy-hearted than I have ever known, there is also a fire burning within me to learn new things, including the beautiful Japanese language, in hopes of re-locating and picking up where I left off next spring.
In retrospect, I do admit that 3 months in Japan was a bit ambitious especially not knowing what it would be like or if I would find it a suitable place to stay put for that long. While I’m disappointed I won’t make it to the land down under this year, I am taking it as a sign to rest and go back for a proper trip in their spring season when the wanderlust is in full effect again.
So for now, I am home for the holidays where I will keep my head down and work my tail off doing many different things. The dream is still alive, and the adventures are never over. Even though my next mini trip won’t be until February, I still have so many things to tell you.
Looking forward to sharing more WS stories and wisdom, traveling with you, and pulling you further out of your comfort zone in 2013.