There is no other way to describe the way I am feeling about my adventure coming to an end & going back home, except bittersweet. I have been feeling really emotional over the last few days — mostly about experiencing all of this stuff (sights, sounds, places, smells) that I’ve only dreamed about for so long. Yesterday I posted this bit of hand lettering — and I feel like I have done that this trip.
I am incredibly excited to get back to my partner Clay and my dog Wilfredo. I miss them both SO MUCH. And I miss my friends. I so looking forward to taking the insane amount of visual inspiration I’ve gotten on this adventure and pouring it into my art and illustration practice over the next few months. I am excited about having my routine back, to eat tofu and kale again, to put my head on my own pillow next to my small family, to breath familiar air, to swim and ride my bike again. I have a wedding to start planning, a book to write, jobs to do.
I am also admittedly feeling sad. Sad to leave such a beautiful, serene place as Iceland (and Scandinavia in general–I loved all of it). I cannot remember feeling as happy and alive as I have over the past three weeks. But, as my mother says, “All good things must come to an end.” And so now I go back to my regular life. I am hoping to take some of the magic of the last 21 days and bottle it up and keep it in my pocket as I go back into what is normal and everyday. I want to hold on to what I got here, how I’ve felt, also this amazing amount of time by myself, to think about everything my life means and everything I want my life to be.
One thing I do know is that travel is now a priority in my life. There is no way I can not do this now, like there is no way I could not make art. I feel like it’s been laying dormant in my bones, this travel bug. And now it’s come alive again. Clay and I are already planning our next trip (this time she’s coming with me — it will be our honeymoon!). We’ll be off to Paris for two weeks in July of 2013.
I’ll write more about this trip, how I planned it, how I got around, what it was like to travel alone, etc. Many of you have been writing and asking about this.
In the meantime, I’m heading out to take one last look at Reykjavik before taking the bus to the airport. Thank you for following along on this journey. It has made it so much more rewarding.
See you back in San Francisco tomorrow.