Chile was my third time spending an extended period living abroad, and I’ve noticed a pattern in terms of how things tend to go, at least for me personally:
- Month 1: throw yourself into everything. Feel homesick realising that you’ve not known anyone for longer than a month.
- Month 2: find some routines. Feel more comfortable and begin to develop some normality.
I settled into my seat thinking how many people must be experiencing such vastly different emotions despite them being in the same situation, at least for the present moment. The excitement/disappointment of beginning/ending a trip, meeting/leaving friends and family, drawing a physical line in a lifetime timeline. Airports and planes are strange places. Continue reading