Home. I'm not someone who considers "where you hang your hat" or "where you leave your things" home. That being said, I'm not quite sure where I'd call home. Los Angeles, where I grew up? Long Beach, the first city I lived in as an adult? Chile ? In visiting the latter two I realized how much I missed these places.
I'm tired of living the gypsy life. Living out of two suitcases filled with clothes, books, and snacks is can be hard (and messy!). But I still love life in Chile, I love the adventure, traveling, new people. But I am also prone to homesickness. On that note, I'm headed back to Santiago with a bit of ambivalence. I'm excited for more exploration, adventures, and experience ... and I want all my family/friends/accoutrement's to come with me. I guess you can't have the best of both worlds.
Right now, I guess I would say Chile is home, and I'm headed back there after a wonderful three, almost four, weeks of visiting family and friends in Los Angeles.
I'll check back in when I'm back in Santiago.
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