This time last year I had my flight tickets ready to travel to Nepal and stay with M and his family. Every time I felt cold in the January weather or low from missing him, I would cheer myself up by the thought of jetting off to his home country with an airport reunion. But a year later, M is with me in London but I have a deep-rooted feeling of wanderlust and a longing for Nepal….
I spend my free time trying to find a way to take me back to Nepal. I cannot just go on a holiday again as I am close to overstaying on my visa. But with the call of weddings, family, and nice weather I am restless and want to go back.
When I look out of the window all I see is gray and gloom. If I walk down the street I feel miserable rain on my skin whilst shivering in the freezing wind. I long for the heat that makes my clothes stick to my skin and the bright colours of Nepal. I am craving to have the refreshing monsoon rain fall after a hot day.
Some days I imagine myself in Chitwan where it is full of jungles and mosquitoes. The heat is so humid and the mangoes are so sweet. Other days I see myself navigating around the city of Kathmandu. Hopping on buses and eating at restaurants. Recently, I’ve been imagining myself in a rural village in Nepal finding my feet away from family and friends…
My first ever glimpse of Nepal!
I don’t know why I have such a wanderlust and longing for Nepal recently. Whilst I was in Nepal, I was missing London and wanted to return back there for some time. I missed the chocolates, the independence and the summer. Now I am in London I am missing everything about Nepal. Is this just a case of the grass is always greener on the other side?
Every time I see a plane flying overhead (which is a lot of the time in London) I imagine myself sat on the plane being eager about traveling to a new place! I always remember when I traveled to Nepal last year. It was my fist time traveling abroad on my own and I had NO idea what to expect at the other end. I am just wishing for the same excitement and mystery to come back into my life!
With all this wanderlust I just want to grab a plane ticket and a backpack and spend my summer exploring. The other half of me is rationalizing a summer in work aiming toward a particular career. Last year I had the same opposing sides battling in my mind and I chose to travel to Nepal earlier. I wander which of my mind’s sides will win this year!
Watch this space…
Readers – how do you cope with wanderlust? Do you contain it or let it guide you?
