Despite moving to a completely different continent, things are slowly moving back to normal, or our definition of it anyway. I still have my computer with dual monitors sitting on a 4-foot wide IKEA table. I still have my video games and my Scotch whisky. I still like staying up late at night typing shit on my website while JC sleeps quietly in our bedroom.
If there’s one thing I learned while we traveled the world, it’s that the more things change, the more they stay the same. Seriously, people all over the world, they’re all the same. They wake up in the morning, go to work, eat dinner, watch TV, and then go to sleep. They care about their loved ones and worry about the future. They have a place they call home that they’re always glad to go back to. Maybe in Hong Kong, the pace is a little faster. Maybe in Paris, it’s a little slower. And maybe in Scotland, it’s a little colder.
We’re still conditioned to think certain things. For example, both JC and I might think that a loud bang (there are lots of loud bangs here due to constant construction) is a gunshot, and then realize that there aren’t any guns here. For me personally, when I feel a vibration from a truck or the neighbor upstairs, I brace myself for a magnitude 8.0 earthquake. Sometimes I’ll accidentally refer to the MTR as BART.
Overall, I think we did it. We had this vision almost a year and a half ago, and now it’s reality. There are still things to learn and get used to, but on the most part we have our home here now. When I think about all the things we’ve done in the span of 11 months, I find it hard to believe. Last year at this time, I was looking forward to one more month of work, and then being free. Now, I have to look forward to starting work, which I admit I’m reluctant to do after taking so much time off.
I think I’ll save my thoughts on work for a future post. Good night.