The last few days home in Texas has been a trip. My bestie from high school, Erica, picked me up from the airport and I stayed with her for a few days in Austin before reuniting with my family in Fredericksburg. She was determined to let me have and experience all the things I had been missing most about home. Floating the river was amongst those activities. God love her because she’s always down for a good time no matter what but our first stop was to the beauty school for me to get a $10 haircut, which I both wanted and needed. The student had to cut my hair twice, once to even it up and then to give me the cut I desired. After consulting with her instructor first, she nailed it. I wasn’t nervous at all. Anything would have been better than my own haircut.
So Trent and I decided to leave Pepper in St. Kitts for hurricane season and each take a vacation from our Caribbean vacation by flying to each of our homes for some R&R. He’s now in Washington State. My departure from St. Kitts was bitter sweet. We have literally been together 24/7 since June of 2015 when we moved aboard and depend on each other for everything. I miss him already. Furthermore, no one else really understands what it feels like being back home. We’ve basically been on island time in 3rd world countries since February. I wrote an article about the change I’ve noticed in myself since we started this adventure and submitted it to Cruising Outpost magazine; it will be published in the Winter issue so I’ll publish it here after they use it.
To be honest, being back feels a little overwhelming. I missed my friends and family tremendous amounts and it feels good to be here but I’m different now. I spent a few days in Austin and didn’t step foot in a single department store. As tempting as it was, I just don’t want or need more stuff. I did however have a new pair of tennis shoes shipped to the house. My feet love them.
In no time at all I had, of course, eaten myself sick. I really craved vegetables that crunched but after munching down on a big salad from Jason’s Deli I had a stomach ache. It had been too long since I filled up on nothing but leafy greens. Other delicious treats included snow cones, red meat, especially in the form of a cheeseburger, mexican food and margaritas. Nothing beats a Hondo’s margarita. I’m a sucker for those things. Trent bragged about his first meal at home being a filet mignon. He too was craving some greens and ate a salad for breakfast on his first morning home. Everyone has just spoiled us rotten. We are so loved.
The grocery store was an errand that I was certainly looking forward to. There’s nothing better than an H-E-B let me tell you. For the most part, shopping in the Caribbean is equivalent to going to a grocery store in the states and I’m not talking about Bucky’s either. It’s a good thing mom and I had a meal plan and a limited amount of time to shop or I’m afraid I would have been browsing for hours. We filled up two entire carts by the time we were done. I am proud to report that the only thing I bought off the list was a bag of Central Market brand sweet potato tortilla chips.
Besides the food, the endless supply of clean, high pressured running hot or cold water is one of the most incredible things about being home. I will never take that for granted. On my first day back I washed as much clothes as I could. It’s like I was still in boat mode and once I learned I had unlimited access to a washer and dryer I couldn’t control myself. I stayed busy until I everything was completely clean, folded and unpacked. I never noticed how musty and just dirty my clothes was on the boat. My whites are white again. I’m also happy to report that most of the mold and rust stains somehow came clean too.
I remember thinking that it was so strange the first time I threw a cup of water down the sink, just because I wanted to switch out to iced tea. We are so lucky here to not have to think twice about water. Trent and I would have poured it in a gallon container and reused it. You can even drink out of a water hose here and have no fear. We have since learned to test water quality when in such frequent situations.
Beyond that, the bed feels good too. I have my own room and even a television with cable. Shame on me for not finishing the book I started reading during my travels. I can just about feel my brain rotting away. Oh my gosh, and the hum of the air conditioner and constants blasts of cool air is just spectacular. And I almost don’t even know what to do with myself not having to swat flies or fend off mosquitoes. There’s so much free time now.
My family all just went out for lunch. They all very kindly took vacation this week to hang out with me. It’s nice. I however, was needing some quiet time and volunteered to let my nephew, Mason, take a much needed nap while I stayed home and relaxed. It feels good just hanging out with the kids in my pj’s all day. Plus my stomach needs a break. Let’s be honest here. I’ve been way over doing it. There is such a thing as having too much of a good thing. 🙂