Yesterday, on our quiet day in Calafate, both Eben and I were independently feelng very homesick. It is all fun to be away from home and exploring a new culture, but after a while all you want to do is cook some comfort food in your own kitchen out of familiar ingredients and eat it in your own couch in your own home.
The constant struggle to communicate gets tough and the cold gets tiresome. (I am convinced in some casesvthat the locals don't want to communicate in English rather than not knowing the language) I guess we are fortunate that at least we have each other to hold onto when the times get too far out of our comfort zone. Eben won't judge if I need to cry myself to sleep to let off some stress.
It is also hard that everything is more expensive than being at home. There is little risk of running low on money in an emergency kinda way (because we plan our holidays properly) but it has been surprising how much we have had to spend on just getting food and daily basics accomplished.
The big confession here is that we are having a wonderful fun once-in-a-lifetime memorable holiday, but right now we are both longing for home and our friends and family. I am sure we will be equally sad and happy to leave for home in a week. In my past experience, the homesickness doesn't last and the novelty of the country comes back. There is also a risk that if we focus too much on missing home, we will miss out on enjoying our short time here. In our defence it has been a dramatic few weeks. For now we'll take an afternoon off and hide in our cosy hotel room for a while and ignore the strange world outside. (we are on honeymoon after all.)
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