That has been one of the best and worst things I've discovered about exploring. There are so many choices, so many flavors you can taste, so many adventures you can chose to go on! Do I want a club sandwich? Irish stew? A Greek salad? Or a California roll? But you just can't order it all. You can have whatever you want, but you don't really know what you want until you have it. Going abroad just takes it to a whole new level, you aren't just passing through staying in hotels and seeing the sites--you are actually making a home and a life only to pick it up 4 months later. To continue with the menu simile, it's like you are committing yourself to a 100 course meal that will take you 4 months to eat!
I love traveling and think that living in one spot for an extended period of time is far more valuable for me than going on a "see it all in one week" type of vacation. I am realizing (and trying to accept) that you have to appreciate where you are AND also recognize that being somewhere else and experiencing another place can be just as rewarding. At the risk of sounding cliche, it's about living in the moment, understanding that there are many types of cakes you can eat, and enjoying every bite you take without worrying about when the cake is gone.
It's the end of the week of camp, when it's hard to respond to the question: what was the best part? Because every moment was amazing. When you have so many places you can call home, you are lucky. And boy am I lucky.
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There are a lot of nice places to travel, but there's no place like home.
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