After over two years away from the motherland, I finally made
it back. Just in time.
Just in time for many reasons. As I stated in previous posts,
I was in a dark place. It always seems
everything has a way of conspiring together at the same time. My trip home could not have come at a better
time. In fact, I actually had to push my
trip ahead by a month.
Sometimes, you just need your mommy and to be surrounded by
familiar love, family and friends.
Here’s a bit of a recap of my reverse culture shock and a
highlight of my month long trip home.
My trip home started off with a bit of a high school reunion,
at my best friends baby shower. It was
so amazing to see my friend glowing and with a nice size baby belly. It was also
interesting to see people I went to high school with whom I have not seen in 5+
years. When I returned home, I was
feeling a bit guilty about not wanting to return back to the states and “start
my life”. As if I haven’t made a life for
myself in St. Vincent, but that’s another story? However, after catching up
with them, it just solidified that that is absolutely not the life for me.
After a solid week of relaxing at home with my parents and
enjoying my bed and my room, left in almost exactly the same way as I left it,
I felt confident enough to venture out into the world of consumerism and
materialism and confront my reverse culture shock. I could already sense my
outlook and the general culture of the States no longer saw eye to eye.
However, I was pleasantly surprised by the customer service and general
politeness of people. It was amazing, even in Philly, which I always remembered
as being the worst place for rude people, everyone surprised me by being
helpful and courteous.
The first thing that I found particularly difficult was driving.
I may have gone around a round-about the wrong way, but luckily it was not this
monstrosity (its worse than it looks):
It was so intimidating and I kept getting confused as to which
side of the road I belonged on. I drove
like a grandma, slow, two hands on the wheel at all times, up close to the
wheel, music down low.
The next thing I found overwhelming was the sheer number of
choices at places like the supermarket, target, Wal-Mart, restaurants, etc. So.Many.Choices. It was all a little too much and seemed so
unnecessary. The other thing that really got on my nerves was everyone’s
constant obsession with their phone/tablet/etc.
People don’t seem to enjoy each other’s company anymore? The last thing that bothered me was the
constant allusion to pop culture. I
never was one to follow pop culture even when I lived in the States, now I felt
completely out of the loop and had no idea what any one was talking about more
than half the time. It got old. There
are far more important things going on in the world than what Kim Kardashian is
doing.
In spite of all the little intricacies that were somewhat
disturbing and/or confusing to me, that were also once engrained in me and
would probably still be had I not taken on this challenge that is Peace Corps,
it did not take long to revert back to some of my old ways or enjoy the
comforts of life in the “first world”.
It was a bit troubling to me that I went out to dinner with a
dear friend and spent the equivalent (or more) of what I pay for a months rent
in SVG on the meal. However, it was fun to drink 4 bottles of wine. I enjoyed
taking hot showers and putting my laundry in the wash machine. Clothes fresh out of the dryer are so soft!
My straight hair was a nice look.
It was humbling and inspiring to visit old stomping grounds
and realize how much they have changed/grown/evolved. It was amazing to see old
friends and pick up right where we left off, despite all the major life changes
in their lives that I have missed out on. Something’s never will change and I
am thankful for that.
Overall, home was filled with quality time with my parents,
tons of time playing cards and games with my grandparents, tea dates with my
pregnant best friend, catching up and a lot of time up and down the East Coast
visiting friends and family in NYC, Philly and DC. I spent more time on a train
than I would have liked, but it just reminded me of my days in University
travelling about to see family and friends on the weekends. Those times on the train were always some of
the best times for reflecting on my life and this continued to prove true. It
was also filled with unforgettable memories: peer pressure from my mom and her
friends to take shots. Wait is that even
peer pressure? Celebrating milestones: my grams 80th birthday; best
friend’s first baby shower. Firsts: experiencing brunch in NYC with my best
friend, her husband, and subsequent traipsing throughout all of Times Square
and surrounding areas, all while making new friends and connecting old friends.
Drinking plenty: 4 bottles of wine with one meal; bellinis at noon; margaritas;
microbrews; tons of tea. Eating plenty: sushi; thanksgiving; [early] birthday
cheesecake; Mexican; many breakfast dates with my parents and my godparents. Oh and I got a new tattoo in part to represent my love for SVG.
My trip home was exactly what I needed. It was just what the doctor ordered in order
to gain my sense of self back and to clear my mind and refocus. Had I not gone home when I did, I feel very
confident that I would have ended my service, leaving so many things
unfinished. This month long furlough
allowed me to refocus, rejuvenate my body and mind, and fill up on the much
needed and depleting love in my life from familiar family and friends. I am
eternally grateful for my family and true friends, those that stick by you thru
your hardest times.
i was greeted at the airport with balloons and this sign. <3 my mommy
daddys little girl
my mom, my best friend
live your dreams. the "V" is inspired by the national flag of St. Vincent And The Grenadines. The diamonds are arranged in a "V" and represent Vincent (both in the flag and my tattoo). However, in my tattoo the diamonds are shaded in the national colors; blue for the sky and seas, yellow for the sands and green for the lush vegetation.
straight hair and i didnt even do anything to get it that way!
my god mother
reunion with friends in Philly
night out with my mom
my #1
my #1's husband
connecting friends. my #1 from childhood (emily, left) and my inspiration for joining peace corps (lindsay, right).
being tourists with rip and emily
speak easy
tourist
thanksgiving with the family. my dad, grandfather and uncle
celebrating my grams 80th birthday
grandparents<3
my mom my grandmother and my uncle
my grandmother absolutely loved her birthday flowers
breakfast
breakfast with my god mother
my gram<3
sushi!!!
staceys baby bump!
Thanksgiving.
Be grateful for the home you have, knowing that at this moment, all you have is all you need.
Sarah Ban Breathnack
Sarah Ban Breathnack
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