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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Life, norway

Norway: Sunny Hiking and Deep Sea Fishing

Good afternoon ya’ll!

The last little  text post from our Northern Norway Mini Adventure is here!  I might do a Roundup post and I will of course be posting the Youtube Video I’m working on with clips from our trip, but other than that this little adventure is over for now. I might do a Norway Q&A at some point however if I get enough questions so if you have any please leave them in the comment section or tweet them at me!

Kjære met my family for the first time on this trip and towards the end of the trip he finally got to meet my Mamma. She made whale steak (a first for him the poor man haha) in a red wine sauce and yum! I’m not usually one for whale meat, but this was good! And Kjære approved too, which came as a surprise to both me and my Mum. He’s liked or approved of almost everything he has been introduced to, including Pinnekjøtt, which leads me to believe he will probably thrive in Sweden with Scandinavian cuisine 🙂

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We had a lovely night of introductions and over the next few days we spent time with some rabbits, some sheep, some ghosts in a 300 year old haunted shed/house and a lot of flies while hiking. We were determined to do another hike since the weather interfered with our plans earlier in the week and when the sun peaked out we put on our gear and started trekking up Øksnesheia, a 470 something meter high mountain-ish mountain. The heat took it’s toll, but the views from the top were spectacular.

We also went out fishing the very same day  and had a lot of fun wheeling in pollock after a pollock. Kjære even caught three decent sized cods in one go, proclaiming it “feels like a little one” when it was in fact three big ones that took us all by delightful surprise! I haven’t been deep sea fishing in years and I had forgotten how fun it was and how good the fish tastes when you’ve caught it yourself. We cooked some in the evening, but left gutting the rest of it (we caught quite a lot) for the next day. Gutting fish involves removing the head and the intestines which is not for people prone to gagging at disgusting things. I won’t go into more detail than I already have, but trust me when I say it’s not a pretty sight. The sunset we were treated to while fishing was however stunning beyond words.

We had a wonderful few days visiting my Mamma and I couldn’t have asked for a better holiday in my home region. Getting to spend time with loved ones and getting to see my country and my hometown through SwedCars eyes was also grand. It’s easy to stop appreciating the views and the food and the opportunities for activities we have when it’s so accessible. These two weeks have been just what I needed to get my spirits back up for this last month of work before uni starts again. Thank you to everyone that helped make it happen, but especially my Pappa, Mamma, Farmor and Kjære.

Next up on the blog is my to Paris in March 2015 and London in February 2015! Xxx