This time two weeks ago I was on Koh Tao with a uniform of shorts and bikini top and a daily schedule of eat, beach, sleep. Now I’m back in Yorkshire, wearing pajamas for most of the day and making sure I’m up in time for Jeremy Kyle – And I’m kinda loving it.
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m glad to be back to the cold, wet and windy weather and when I answer yes, they look at me like I’m completely mental. But you know what? I genuinely am over the moon to be home.
I’ve really missed my family, friends and my dogs (pictured below) and I didn’t realise just how much I’d missed normality. After backpacking and living in hostels, I’ve come to fully appreciate having my my own room, only having to share a bathroom with Jody’s parents and being able to put all my belongings into a wardrobe rather than carting it around in a rucksack.
I was really worried that I would come home and instantly regret it, but for now I’m enjoying being back in Yorkshire, catching up with everyone and eating as much stodgy food as I can handle. Sure I don’t have a job, car or my own home but those things will come in time.
Have you guys got any coming home stories? Did you love it or hate it? Comment below!