Home cooked meals, family and friends
Mar 30, 2010
Dec 13, 2012
Where I stayed
12th of King
Back to the land of hockey, cold weather, beer, friends, and most importantly..family. It had been a long time since I had seen familiar faces. I wass not going home because I was home sick, nor because I was out of money. It was because I was coming home to see my cousin and his beautiful wife get married. It was not to be a long visit though. I had booked my flights long in advance. I only wanted to plan one week back home. I only planned for one week because I knew that if I was home for too long, I would get far to comfortable and not want to leave again. I mean home cooked meals from mom.....come on, how do you leave those?? I was picked up at the airport by my best friend, Nate, and it was soo great to see him again in person. After being gone for so long, you miss having that comradery of your best friend, because all of the friends you make when traveling, as amazing as they are....don't know you like your best friend. We caught up in the car on the way back to my parents place. When pulling up the driveway of the family home, it was a little odd. Apart of me felt like I had never left. Everything looked so different, because when I left, it was early spring and the ground was still muddy, there were no leaves on the trees. Now I was coming home to lush green trees, and pleasantly warm weather. A nice change after the insanity of 44 degree weather in Egypt's summer. Everyone came out to greet me as I pulled my monster backpack out of the trunk. We had our hugs, and of course the questions about my travels adventures begun. We went inside to show a some of the 15 000 pictures I had taken, and enjoy a nice welcome home dinner. It was a great return. The next several days of being home were jammed with trying to coordinate the rest of the week for the wedding, as my parents were to be hosting a party the day after the wedding for all the visitors from out of town. And there was a lot of preperations to be done. My brother Arran was busy taking on the project of doing a new patio out the back of the house, I took on the landscaping, and tried to help out any other way I could. One thing I also wanted to do, was take a few days to visit with my friends. I was lucky to connect with Sue's brother in law John, for a nice 18 holes of golf. It had been almost a year exactly since I had been on a golf course.....and my golf game showed. I think I lost 14 balls on 18 holes. For me....this is a good day of golf, when you lose less balls then holes played....your doing all right. I called up my good friend Jens, and we planned a evening get together at his place, which was great. He had invited several other people over for some evening drinks. It was a great night because I got to see so many people in one night. Everyone kept asking me stories about my travels, which I totally understand because they had heard of some wild adventure tid bits, and wanted to hear more. But I felt as though the whole week at home, I was a broken record, constantly repeating story after story. I would always ask people what is new with them, and they would reply.."nothing. Tell me more about your adventures!" It's nice to know that people care and like to hear, but sometimes I felt as though all I talked about was myself. I wanted to hear more from them. Everytime I saw another group of people, it would start all over again. And the problem is too, how can I chose just one story to tell? In 6 months, I have had SO MANY crazy, wild, amazing, sad, scary, uplifting, out of this world moments. I would need a month just to tell half of them. Another great part of going home for the family wedding, was that the family would be all getting together. I wouldn't have to go from house to house trying to see everyone. They would all get together and I could see everyone and have a big party while doing it. The wedding was absolutly beautiful. I was so happy for the newly weds. It was amazing to see them and join them on their special day. I am so glad that I could make it back to join. Congrats Shawnt and Lorine. The day after the wedding as I mentioned, was the day of the party at my parents place. It was also to be the day of my flight back to London, before moving on to Munich for Octoberfest. The people rolled in, and the food began to flow. I was giving rides to all the relatives on my four wheeler around the property, which I think many of them, even the older generation a kick out of. I think I even scared a few of them a bit, but hey....it was all in good fun :) After a few hours of with everyone for one last time, I got my backpack ready yet again. Many of them were giving me last minute advice on places to visit. All were great suggestions, and I hope I have the time and the money to visit them all. My problem...I want to see them ALL!! This time when I left...it had a much different feel. Because now when I am leaving, there is no real plan. Before when I was traveling, as free as I was, I was still on somewhat of a time schedule. I was working my way towards South Africa for the World Cup, and back up through Africa to get home for the wedding. This time, it is wide open. I said my farewells, without having the slightest clue when I will be seeing any of them again. Now, I believe that this is where the real adventure begins and I and truly heading out into the unknown. Thank you all for reading, I am sorry for those friends I never ended up connecting with when I was home...I hope you all understand. I hope to see you all again soon, or even somehwere in the world. To all that take the time to read this, please...never be a stranger, it is always nice to know who is reading, and also it is nice to get random messages from friends I have not heard from in a while. Now.....here we go again!!!