So, this is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for for the past 3.5 months. Tomorrow I begin my journey to Spain. It’s going to be a long road getting there, but it will all be worth it once I get back to the land of sunshine and cobblestone streets. Where “yell-oh” means ice, and not the color of the sun, where “Yo” is not a gangster greeting, but rather a way of referring to oneself, where “ee” means the letter ‘I’, where “yolo” is an acceptable and necessary part of conversation, where margarita is a girls name or a flower (daisy) and not a sugary “mexican” tequila beverage, where a cafe is my beverage and not the place where I’m drinking it, where “kay” is a question not an affirmation, where “finish” is an indication of completion and not an indication of a Scandinavian person’s nationality, where “too/two” is a pronoun and not a quantity, and where “oy vey” means “today, she sees.” Back to my quaint little home perched on a hill. Where “last call” doesn’t exist in bars, where 1 euro coffees and beers are the norm, and where taking an early afternoon nap before heading back to work is totally acceptable.
There are things that I’ll miss about home, namely the people. The distance undoubtedly makes me feel disconnected, and who really enjoys that feeling? Though most of my high school friends have moved away from our hometown and I have seen most of them only once or twice this summer, and though my college friends live scattered around the country, at least while I’m in the US there is a connection. I can send a random text, or share a picture when something reminds me of a memory I have with someone. But it’s a lot harder to stay so well connected once I’m gone. And people’s lives change, and daily dramas and triumphs occur, and most of the time I don’t hear about it. I can’t get those random texts that let you know that even though there are miles between you, your friends are still thinking of you. So I settle for the Facebook messages and the Skype session that are few and far between. Because as much as I’d love to be in consistent contact with my friends at home, the feasibility just isn’t there. So friends out there, know that I really do think of you often, and will try to reach out as much as possible, and hopefully you will too. Download Whatsapp if you know whats good for you and lets pretend that I’m still in the good ol’ USA.
A reminder on my phone from my Google calendar just popped up… it says “PEACING OUTT- Tomorrow” I’m glad the Chelsea from 4 months ago thought that it was necessary to put an event in her calendar as a reminder. As if I haven’t been counting down the days until my return to Spain for months… So I’ll leave you with this beautifully written excerpt from an article written by another Chelsea on a website called Thoughtcatalog.com. I couldn’t put it any better than this!