The Return Home

Four months. 15 planes. Two Greyhound buses. 10 states. One summer. 

I can’t believe its over. At the time it feels like forever, but on the journey home it feels like you blinked.

There are so many mixed emotions occurring in my head at the moment. In one way, I want to be back already to see my family, friends and dog. On the other hand, I want the flight to last forever so I don’t have to say goodbye to this incredible experience. 

Although I’m one of the last people to leave the US on the program, it feels as though I will be more emotionally distant from the other J-1 participants I met through the program. It doesn’t make sense, especially as I’ll be closer to them geographically

Then there’s the Americans and the interns I made friends with. Despite not having seen them in a month, at least we were in the same country and, for the most part, the same time zone. By leaving the States, I’m properly leaving them behind, and the time difference won’t make contact easy either. The goodbye a month ago suddenly feels very real.

However, being reunited with my family and friends who I haven’t seen or properly spoken to in four months is amazing. You don’t realise how much you’ve missed them and how lucky you are to have them until you can’t see them easily.

On the plus side, having all these friends across the world means more reason to travel, which means more adventures. So the flight home isn’t really the end. It’s the start of a new adventure. 


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