When i was in Europe, I missed home.
Now that im home, i missed Europe like hell :(
I miss the cool wind blasting at my face at 8am every morning.
I miss walking 10km under the sun and not sweating one bit.
I miss trying to read the map and second-guessing squiggley French/German/Dutch words.
I miss ducking under the gantry and sneaking into trains.
I miss going to bed, fully exhausted but excited at what's to come the next day.
I miss sitting by a bench in the park and watching swans/poodles/pigeons.
I miss taking the Tube/Metro/S-bahn/U-bahn and learning the names of the train stations that pass.
And I actually miss dragging my 22kg luggage up and down the god damn stairs.
Sigh. Travelling F&E was such a joy. It felt so good to explore unknown places and snapping picures everywhere, even a random tree looked prettier under the European sun than in SG. Gotta save up now so that I can realize my dream of going back to europe next summer!
Each agent, wittingly or unwittingly, is a producer and reproducer of meaning... it is because subjects do not know what they are doing that what they do has more meaning than they know. --- Bourdieu---
