aybe you’ve just completed a semester abroad or are just returning from your first trip to another country outside of your own and you return back to your home…..depressed. Maybe you’re an experienced traveler, but every time you finish a trip you’re filled with sadness that the journey is over.
The first time I traveled to Spain for a summer and then returned home to the United States I couldn’t have been more upset about it. My brother will tell you one of the first things I said when I got off the airplane was “I wish I wasn’t in America right now.” It sounds harsh, and in retrospect I should have realized that my family and friends would take that comment as though I didn’t want to be with them either. When in reality, I was wishing I could take all my family and friends and transplant them into another country with me so we could all live there together.
I think one of the best ways to describe how I overcame this is through sharing a conversation I recently had with a good friend of mine. She recently traveled to Spain for 3 weeks to visit her boyfriend playing professional basketball in Játiva. When she came back to the states we had this conversation…