The meaning of homesickness

Traveling is a beautiful thing. Moving from one glorious city to another—seeing splendid sights; marveling at nature’s creations; eating new, carefully prepared local dishes; experiencing cultures dramatically different from your own. I have always craved it—I filled the walls of my apartment in Atlanta with pages ripped haphazardly from old issues of National Geographic and pictures from the Travel section of The New York Times. There is nothing more incredible than standing in front of the Eiffel Tower or inside of the Colosseum, in absolute awe of what you are seeing.

A trip to the most wonderful bookshop

Along the Seine

I was in love with this clock in Musee D’Orsay

A dear friend 

Standing funny next to the Eiffel 

 This past two weeks, I have seen the Pantheon, the Palace of Versailles, the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe and the Champs-Elysses, the Musee d’Orsay, the Centre de Pompidou, the Louvre and Tuilleries, Notre Dame, le Sacre Coeur and le Madeline; I have eaten at several small cafes; spent hours in several bars; and sat in bookstores for hours, reading and observing. After all this site-seeing and exploring the small, charming side-streets of Paris, my favorite moments aren’t the ones where I sat in awe of various famous monuments. They are the ones where I met up with friends to sit in awe of these monuments.

Frozen lake

A walk in the snowy woods 

Traveling alone can be wonderful. I am a bit of an introvert, so sometimes I prefer being alone, and I have never been opposed to exploring by myself. But when you are away from home, what makes you homesick? I can certainly say Atlanta’s lack of charm does not make me want to hop on a plane and return. But it’s the people I love that make me miss my home. And when I leave Paris, I will be homesick for the people here, the home I have made here. And, of course, I will miss the shops that charm me, the bookstores that interested me, but it is the people that made them charming and interesting.

This makes me already look forward to meeting more people as I start school tomorrow and, later, travel around Europe. I’ve already met some pretty amazing people—from so many different places and so many different walks of life. It’s so exciting thinking about how many more people I will meet!


1 comment
  1. You are such a great writer! I am loving your blog and your pictures.
    Missing you at work, dear!

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