Why Coming Home is the Hardest Part of Any Trip

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Well, lying on the beach with a cocktail was never going to be the hardest bit, was it?

If you’ve ever got back from a big trip, you’ll know coming back to reality can suck. One thing you’re likely to get?

Reverse culture shock

We all understand culture shock. People do things differently, things they or YOU do can suddenly be considered rude, and you worry about offending people. Often roads are hectic and there are different health, safety and cleanliness standards.

India being a good example!

It can feel strange, but reverse culture shock feels even stranger. It’s a real thing – when I arrived in Australia after nearly a year in Asia, it felt so weird to be back in the Western world. People drove in organised straight lines, wore fancy clothes (compared to my elephant pants and flip-flops) and everything seemed upmarket and to be made of avocado.

$12s of bottled watered later I realised – hold up, you can drink tap water here! I never remembered to bring I.D to bars and got turned away – and when I did remember my I.D I got turned away for wearing flip-flops. Australian culture is basically the same as British culture so I had similar problems when I got home.

Adapting to real life and routine 

When you’re travelling you do weird and wonderful things every day, whenever YOU want to do them. Life is an adventure. When you come home, you usually return to waking up at the same time, doing the same commute and the same thing all day.

I know some people crave routine but I crave not having it. In fact, the idea of repeating my day ’til I retire terrifies me.

On that note, finding work after coming home can be a b*tch.

Unless you’ve taken a sabbatical or happened to have something lined up or are about to study, you’re usually in need of money pronto. There’s no dread like waking up jetlagged and your mum brandishing a pencil skirt (which probably doesn’t fit you now after all that pad Thai) and telling you it’s time to get applying for jobs.

Wish coming home was as colourful as this!

Also, people don’t really get it.

Friends who don’t travel may not get why you feel down and they may not ask much about your trip either.

I get it – no one wants to hear another ‘this one time in Thailand story’. But it can be hard when you feel your friends don’t care about a time that’s been so important to you.

I’ve returned from 5-month trips around Africa and asked friends everything about their lives, jobs, boyfriends and families since I’ve been gone and they’ve answered and not asked how Africa was. It hurts but I understand it’s not personal – as Nomadic Matt says, ‘Any long-term traveller who has come home and talked about his/her trip can testify to eyes glazing over after five minutes’.

Who wouldn’t wanna hear about this guy?

On that note, returning from travel and adjusting to reality can really make you notice your friend’s lives going in different directions.

If you travel a lot like me, you’re likely to have fewer ties and less of a stable vision of the near future. Which is all good. So is buying houses and having babies. There’s no wrong or right. It just gets a bit weird when it’s clear that you and some of your friend’s lives are heading in opposite directions faster than Blake Lively when she had to swim super fast in that shark film.

It’s returning from periods detached from my home life that make me notice these things all the more.

Does any of this resonate with you?

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2 thoughts on “Why Coming Home is the Hardest Part of Any Trip

  1. Faye says:

    Love reading your blog and hearing all about your travels!

    I so know what you mean about coming home from being overseas and it being weird to adjust to life back at home, and I have a feeling I’ll be experiencing that again before too long.

    I think when people don’t ask about other’s travels, it probably stems from self-preservation – many wouldn’t admit that they wish they could do what you’ve done, especially if they’re secretly stuck in a job they don’t like or whatever. If someone wishes they had seized the chance to go travelling themselves (or that they could go back) then there is a big chance they will listen to all your amazing stories and be filled with bitter envy for the remainder of their days. Sometimes it’s easier to live in a bubble and not ask. Just my two cents on it!

    Personally, I love hearing about other people’s stories and taking inspiration from them – hence why I keep reading yours! <3

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