I'm home - today I flew home to California.
The plane ride wasn't too bad at all. When I flew to Dublin in September I left out of San Jose and took the layover in Chicago, as I thought the direct flight would leave me cramped and stir-crazy. But, as it turns out I didn't like having to switch planes, that ended up being too crazy for me. So, this time I took a direct flight to San Francisco. I handled it just fine. I got 2 hours sleep the night before (tried to stay up all night, but couldn't make it past 4am) so I was tired enough that I slept a bit off and on (I mean, as much as you can sleep on a plane, ya know). They also showed a few TV shows and three movies. The first one, Fool's Gold, I didn't watch cause when I saw the trailer in the theatres it looked pretty bad - so I tried to sleep. The second one, The Spiderwick Chronicles: watched the first half hour while eating lunch and then decided it was not my cup of tea, so again, tried to sleep. The third movie was P.S., I Love You, which I LOVE and saw in the theatres twice, so I forced myself to stay awake for that.
When I landed I got off the plane and went through immigration very quickly. The part that took forever was waiting at baggage claim!! There was another flight come in from Amsterdam and they put both flights on the same carrousel and, my gosh, I must have been there a half an hour trying to get my luggage! Plus, my stomach was bothering me a bit, which made it seem like an eternity. Nevertheless they finally came and I was ready to walk out to the lobby.
Mom and Dad were waiting right there for me. It was so good to see them! 8 months is a long time! And Mr. Miles, world's cutest beagle, was also waiting in the car for me.
We decided that we would have lunch at Chili's down in Mountain View in route back home to Gonzales. And guess who was there - Aunt Nan and Uncle Phil! More family to see, it was so wonderful! We had a very nice lunch and I enjoyed some chicken soft tacos, something I hadn't had in 8 months. You can find Mexican food in Dublin, it's just not that common and the selection is more scarce than here. They were very yummy. Dad asked me what I really want food wise that I've missed cause I couldn't get it in Ireland and I said, well, at some point I will definately need to "run for the border" to Taco Bell and I also want some Kraft Maccaroni and Cheese. The later choice made both Dad and Mom laugh (but hey, Bridge forgot to give me the box she brought back with her, so I've still been without it).
When we got home I took a look around the house and noted a few minor changes here and there. It felt good to be in the house again. The rest of the day I just relaxed on the couch (stomach was still achy) and settled back in.
It really does feel nice to be home. Still there is a part of me that wishes the experience in Ireland and Europe could have lasted longer - it truly was 8 of the most amazing months of my life! But, I know I can always go back. And when I settle in to permanent teaching work and have regular scheduled holidays off, I will most assuredly make regular trips back to visit. I already have possible opportunities at Napa Valley College and Foothill College, so here's hoping they work out. And I'm keeping fingers crossed that I can apply for the December commensement ceremony so I can return in 6 months to graduate in person. Until then I have my beautiful memories - of my college and campus living experience, my flatemates, my classmates, my fellow society members, my close friends and people who became like second family to me. I'll always have them with me and Ireland will always be my second home!
As my jacket says......Ireland - The Craic Was Mighty!
