General space for ramblings etc
Going home
In two nights time I'll be sat on my plane, waiting for it to take off and take me back home.
Oddly enough, despite it being my first time flying alone, I'm not worried about any of that. I think I'm so eager to get home and have a break from being out here in Gießen that the nerves I had for flying alone had vanished and been replaced by an eagerness to get back to the UK and get home. I miss Luke, I miss my family and I generally just miss England and hearing English.
I miss not having to think so much about what I'm saying in order to say it. I miss no having a clue what people are on about half the time just because I can't be bothered focussing. Right now especially I miss having someone here that's a native english speaker to talk with. At university there's people who do, but the majority of the Erasmus students speak English as a second or even third language, so it's effort for them to speak in English - though sometimes easier for them than speaking together in German, it differs from person to person. I've only found two other native english speakers: one American girl and one Australian girl. The American girl, I'll be honst, I don't care for. The Australian girl I like and she gets on the same bus back from class as me, so we can chat properly while we wait and on the bus journey itself. You don't realise how lonely not having someone else to speak to gets until you live in another country that doesn't speak your language.
My trip home is only quick and I'm packing a lot into it. Lots of little appointments - hair, dentist, doctors - and a trip to Luke's to see him and his family (and pick up my cookie cake he bought me as a treat and the muffins Mama Pell is making for me) and meals I miss (namely pizza and fish & chips). Because I now have class on a Monday, I'm having to miss at least one class (that one) and I'll be honest I'm probably gonna not make Tuesday's class, despite technically being there; simply because I'll have flown in that morning and I'm already run down enough as it is, lets not add in travel to make me more tired, because I cannot concentrate when I'm shattered.
I'm just glad that this trip has come what it has. I've been out here about a month and a half now and I need a break. Between the stress of moving to a new country and starting at a new university and throwing myself back into education after over a year's break from it and the shit my body's been doing thanks to my implant, I'm tired and run down and in need of a refresh. Hopefully a trip back home will do just the ticket!



