When we get home
“Mum. When we get home, can we bake some bread?”
“Dad. When we get home, can we cook food for our friends and family?”
“Mum. I think I like the beaches in Australia better”
“Mum. When are we going home? Like home home. Where we live home?”
This is something the boys have been saying quite often lately. We knew comments like this would come up sooner or later but we thought it would be later. We are only just over two weeks in to our trip and it feels like it’s been months!
Here is a recent conversation with Markus which I think explains the kid’s idea of time.
Markus “How long until we get to Chiang Mai?”
Me “Three weeks”
Markus “How long is three weeks?”
Me “Like going to school than having a weekend at home. Do that three times”
I mean if the kids can’t quite understand three weeks how do we expect him to understand 1 year!!
We did a lot of ground work before leaving Sydney to help prepare them. They got to be a part of the planning, the countdown on the calendar and buying all the things we needed. We even got them thinking about what “learning” would be like on the road and how that might look such as their journals, work books, online learning ect. I don’t think any amount of preparation could prepare them for something like this.
95% of the day they say they’re having fun (which we all are) but those little comments are what get us thinking. When do we go home? When we complete what we had planned? When we tick all the boxes? When we run out of money? When the kids have had enough? When we have all had enough?
I think it’s normal to get home sick! You know when you have been on the best holiday for 10 days, met amazing people and eaten amazing food? But you can’t wait to sleep in your own bed, or scrub your balls in your own shower or shit in your own toilet. I think it just comes down to being comfortable. What we are doing is new and I have mentioned before in (this post) about being uncomfortable. I think it’s now hit us we are really travelling for a long time, by choice of course. We are all still trying to find our feet in this whole adventure with each other and ourselves.
On a positive note they are taking in what they are learning and wanting to share that with friends and family back home. I think that’s what makes us happy, they WANT to share this with others.
I asked the boys what they miss about home. They said the dog. Yup the dog. To all our friends and family reading this in Sydney, you are not a priority in our kids’ lives hahaha. So I guess the dilemma isn’t as big as first thought. We are going absolutely nowhere near home anytime soon.
Home will always be there but this opportunity won’t be.
Peace out from a confused bunch of people xx
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