The most peculiar thing has happened to me. For the first time in a really long time, I don't have Wanderlust, I have StayLust.
Ever since we left Australia almost 5 years ago I've always recovered from post-holiday-blues by planning the next holiday. Whenever we had visitors come and stay I always longed to be the one going through security and departing London bound for somewhere exciting. This may have something to do with so many wonderful places being so close by, or maybe perhaps it was due to the fact that we never fell in love with London and were always more excited to leave it than return home to it. For whatever reasons through, I always wanted to be traveling.
Over the the years we managed to do some pretty amazing travel. Even with a baby we travelled often and had some pretty spectacular adventures.
One of of these adventures though has been moving to the Middle East. We've been in Abu Dhabi for 4 months already and I keep waiting to get the pangs to travel again, but the pangs remain at large.
We have already had three sets of visitors and each of the three times i have been happy enough to bid them farewell and return to our home. I no longer want to join the departures queue.
I think a lot of it has to do with living somewhere new and challenging. Living in a country with a completely different culture means each day presents its opportunities to learn and explore, without boarding a plane. We don't need to travel to have an experience, because just a trip to the nearest petrol station provides enough excitement to keep me on my toes!
We are starting to settle in and all I want to do is make our house our home. I don't think I'm ready to leave Abu Dhabi until I know it will be home for when we are ready to return. I am painting walls, sewing tepees, building cup holders and a million others things that I'm enjoying so much because it is making Abu Dhabi HOME.
We aren't packing away our suitcases forever mind you! With a trip to Australia on the cards to escape the extreme summer heat and a possible London Rugby World Cup trip a few months later, we'll be jetting off again before I know it. But for now, it feels oddly settling to actually stand still for a few moments.