As I go over in my mind on an almost daily basis the things I’ll miss about being here I also think of things I won’t miss.
Certain likable/not-likable things are making themselves very prominent this week; like the bougainvillea which are blooming like crazy and are so pretty and bright right now and I will miss seeing them so much; or like banking which I’m currently arguing with…why is it that one person says one thing but when that person is out someone else says the exact opposite and they don’t understand why I’m frustrated. My personal favorite response last night was: “well if there is a problem I’ll be here next week”…to which I said: "yes, but I won’t be”.
Anyway…here’s a list of some of my favorite/least favorite things:
I will miss flowers blooming year round
I won’t miss the summer at all
I will miss having a driver and a maid
I won’t miss having to rely so much on others and not being able to drive myself
I will miss all the random animal sightings; in particular the peacocks and elephants
I won’t miss the street dogs; they weird me out
I will miss being able to take great weekend trips for such a small amount of money
I will and won’t miss all the crazy transportation I’ve had to take to get to places; they are an adventure but sometimes it would be nice for life to be less adventurous
I will miss my awesome and crazy cheap facials and massages
I won’t miss the dirty dusty air that make monthly facials almost a necessity
And on and on….
I have a sneaking suspicion that my first month home will involve a lot of me getting excited over things that I have missed about being home. And then I’ll start to miss things about being here. As long as I can find a good Indian restaurant near where I end up I'll be happy...if I can find a south Indian restaurant I'll be thrilled!
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