Here is a list of what I've found the most difficult to adapt to since returning;
. Everything is ridiculously expensive. £60 for Brunch? Are you fucking kidding me? I could feed myself 3 square meals a day for a week on that in Thailand.
. You have to break the habit of putting toilet paper in the bin now you can actually flush again.
. You've changed, or you're attitude and outlook towards life has but nothing else has
. Cooking and cleaning for yourself again... What a drag.
. Having to answer your parents when they ask where you're going or what time you'll be home. (Often met with a grunt response, as a free spirit I hate to be questioned on anything... Plus if only they knew what I was getting up to travelling half way around the world)
. Sitting at work and constantly browsing through your Facebook photos and those of people you met who are still travelling. Jel.
. Strangers on a night out will remain strangers now, because to talk to people you don't know would be so un-cool (where I'm from anyway... #EssexCliques)
. Your phone will often be buzzing through out the night at random hours where you're still in touch with those still travelling or who live on the other side of the world.
. Hopelessly saving for your next trip whilst trying to pay off any debt you acquired from the last one AND not wanting to miss out on anything going on at home either.
. The feeling of sand between your toes, the sun warming your skin and feeling like a mermaid swimming
. As much as coming home to your own bed feels amazing it's also pretty lonely to not be sharing a room with people anymore
. Coming home and catching up on all your series on Netflix then feeling emptier than before once you've finished them.
. Seeing young children with gizmos & gadgets throwing tantrums and thinking you don't know how lucky you are after working in a Thai orphanage and seeing child poverty in Cambodia.
But all in all it is lovely to be home, and it does make you appreciate what you have much more!
