Forgive me for saying this but I thought it would be a lot harder coming home for the first time. When we set off on our journey we never expected to be stopping home so quickly. In fact I believe we told people that if we come home early it will only be for an emergency. Needless to say there was no emergency, the timing just sort of worked out and we decided repatriate ourselves in time for our friends wedding and a short visit with our families.
Being home for the first time since border crossing in March has been a lot easier than expected. The comforts of home have not been forgotten although new habits die hard. Like remembering where to put your toilet paper. Ok, that sounds dirtier than it is. In Central America you can’t flush anything, even toilet paper, its all disposed of in a trashcan. Needless to say things are different back in the USA. In almost every way imaginable they are more comfortable, less unknown. From the hotel rooms with soaps, towels, and even TV and air conditioning to the airplanes with amazing leg room (comparatively speaking) and even the faucets that turn on and off without touch.
So its been good to be home and to visit, but by no means are we done traveling. Coming home has reaffirmed our desire to keep traveling despite the difficulties and reaffirmed our decision to do this trip. Four months just doesn’t feel like its been enough.