2016, Expat Life, Life, norway, Uncategorized

What is “Home” to Me?

I never quite know how I feel about my hometown. When I am away, I long for the mountains, for the food, for the friends and family that I left behind. When I am home however, all I do is dream about interailing and flying and going away to the farthest corners of the world.

After living in Newcastle-upon-Tyne for three years I feel too foreign for Norway. I can’t quite settle down and the travelbug is bugging me (Ha.) more than I thought it would. Is this little town in Northern Norway still my home? I don’t know. I know that it is where I came from. But I lived in over 15 different houses/flats/apartments in two different cities growing up so I don’t have much of a tie to the place other than my family. I don’t have a house that I’ve lived in all my life and a room that still has toys from when I was a kid on the shelves. I have boxes and suitcases and a lot of books and clothes that I have unpacked, but most of my stuff? It’s waiting for me to decide where home is as much as I am waiting for figure it out.

I guess looking back it shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that I struggle to find peace and a true feeling of home anywhere. I grew up on the go, shuttled between places and schools and parents. I was loved and spoiled for attention, but I grew to love the change of scenery too. The new room, new decorations, new sights and sounds and routes to school.

I thrive on new situations and new places because for a large part of my life that was all I knew. I don’t know how to stay still. I can feel at home and I certainly consider where my family lives for home… but I don’t think it will be my permanent home. I want to live in more countries. I want to see more of the places I have read about. And make no mistake, when I can’t travel in flesh, I travel in mind. Thailand, India, Italy, Australia, Narnia, in my mind I have visited them all.

I read a lot as a kid. As much and as many books from remote countries and imaginary magical realms as I could get my hands on. I scoured the library and spent any and all savings on books. The pattern seems to be that the constant in my life was movement and imagination and travelling the only way I could at the time.

What “home” is to me then, are the people I love and the few things I bring with me wherever life takes me. It is the things I treasure, the values I have and the lessons I learn. It is the comfort and peace of mind I, like many other travellers, seek when we go abroad. Home is the paved road, the gravel path and the rough rivers that bring me to and from moments in life. Home is the little smiles, the warm fuzzy feelings of reunions and the knowledge that a small town as a home is in no way limiting, but inspring. Home is the roots of who I am and the safe and loving web of family who will support me wherever I go. Home is not a place to me, but a concept and a feeling, and to find the peace I seek while spending some months at home this is what I need to focus on. Wanderlust and a travellers “home” are often juxtaposed as people forget that where you came from is why you belong in more places than one.

 

 

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2016, Expat Life, Scotland, Studying Abroad, The United Kingdom, Youtube

MOVING HOME TO NORWAY : VLOG

A blog from our brief time in Edinburgh where me and Dan hiked up to Arthurยดs Seat and then a brief flat tour as I was preparing to leave England after three years.

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From Northern Norway to Newcastle via Oslo and Stockholm

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The summer is over and I’m now in the midst of packing to go back to Newcastle for my second to last semester at Newcastle University. As you can see by the map however, it won’t be going straight to my favorite city. This because before I head back England I’m going to have a brief four day stop at my Aunts and Uncles house in Oslo to see my cousins for the first time in a year, then go to Stockholm and see my Kjรฆre again for another 10 days. I doubt I will exploring Oslo much as I’ve been there every year since I was about 7 (and some years more than once) , but I will definitely be enjoying Stockholm and sharing my Swedish adventures with you!

It will be odd seeing Kjรฆres new flat and his new home for the year, but I’m excited to get to take part in his abroad experience a little, no matter how much I wish he was actually living with me instead ๐Ÿ˜› 

I can’t wait to return to England and tea and university life after a long summer of working my butt off. Come Monday I will be adventuring out into the world again and away from my hometown bubble once more and I swear it will be glorious! Xxx