Wow. I can’t believe this happened. But it did.
I got homesick. For the first time. EVER.
I’ve never felt homesick during any traveling I’ve done. I’ve been here in Roatan for just under two months now and to be honest I’m a little surprised that a pang of homesickness has already hit.
Do you want to know what caused it?
My friend posted this on Facebook and it came up in my newsfeed while I was sitting online at the dive shop, and I felt my throat tighten up and my eyes start welling up. What the hell? I thought to myself. And then it hit me – I WANT SUSHI. From home in Vancouver. Right now. And I can’t get it. Then it turned quickly into a million other things – I miss my friends. I miss not sweating 24/7. I miss concerts and food trucks and my hula hoop and pho and being able to text my anti-internet brother and movie theaters and Whole Foods and autumn and vegetables…. AHHHHH! Okay. I feel better after saying that. I know it’s normal to feel like that once in awhile when you’re living abroad, but I wasn’t expecting it so it caught me off guard a bit.
Obviously the moment passed, and I got on with things. But I would still kill for some salmon sashimi at the moment.