9/1/2011

10:17pm

Finally home and showered at last. It's amazing how quickly I've become accustomed to life here, and coming back to Heredia seems normal. But then I've been saying how it's felt so much longer than a week, so maybe it's not that amazing at all.

Just another thought that's been bothering me. I got to know the group that came to Manuel Antonio a little better this weekend, and a lot of people have said they don't really miss their family that much. I wonder why people travel at all: is it to get away from the boring routine in their lives, or do they not like their normal, regular lives? Has traveling, with excitement and adventure, become more of their real life than when they're at home?

I quite like my life at home, I think I could have amazing fun for the rest of my life and never leave Sydney. I obviously will go and travel again at some point, but I don't think I'd ever get the 'travel bug' and travel at every given opportunity.

I guess even just seeing a different culture once is enough to make me appreciate just how lucky I actually am, and how good most people in Australia have it.