The End.
Thought I’d finally get around to this half-promised post…
I’ve been back in NZ for 6 or 7 weeks now, and have slipped back into a normal everyday routine. It is really nice to be back in the surf, back in NZ, and back with family and friends - however I just don’t feel truly at home in NZ anymore. Everyone talks about how periods of your exchange can be really tough etc etc, but nobody really warned me about the return from exchange…
Over the first few weeks of my return I was often asked “how is it to be back?”. And quite honestly, that can’t be answered in a simple sentence or two. There for sure is a lot I miss about my time away, which is expected after a year abroad I guess. I miss waking up to a day potentially jam-packed with surprise, eye-openers, and new experiences. I miss the adventure, the thrill, and the rush of not knowing what you’ll be faced with each day. I miss being constantly overwhelmed by everything around me. I miss experiencing the new culture and all of its quirks. I miss the beautifully unique language, though often having no understanding of what was being said. I miss walking down the street feeling like I belonged there, despite being on the opposite side of the world to where I was raised. I miss the crisp clear winter mornings cycling to school in the freezing cold. I miss the crazy alcohol fuelled nights out with amazingly welcoming foreign friends. I miss having a year to myself without a care in the world, spending class-time constantly reliving the last adventure in my head. I miss all friends, and I miss my family. I miss the happy times, the hard times, the funny times and the sad times. I miss the whole damn experience, everything included. I almost wish I could just forever live the exchange on repeat, over and over again. I guess you could say I’m homesick.
It's not all that bad though. I managed to score a job in a cafe and am working 4 or so days a week which is really cool, and I am heading off to University in Wellington in February which I am really looking forward to. I think I just need that sense of adventure which university life/fresh start will give me to keep me from losing my mind. I did say that in this final blog post I would try to “sum up the year”, but to be honest I don’t think that is possible in a couple of paragraphs. So all I will say is that; AFS, M+D, and my amazing host family have quite possibly given me the most incredible experience of my entire life. It was all, and much much more than I could have ever hoped for.
It's been one hell of a ride - thanks for tuning in.
Farvel 🇩🇰











