I have just returned from my University in Canterbury and have come to my hometown in London because it is my reading week. It has been a month since I have been here and I miss home with all my heart when I’m away. I found an article on Robert Pattinson and his comments about London and being homesick (which can be found on Entertainment Wise). Robert says, “I miss being able to go for a walk. I miss the smell of London… I almost cried because I missed it so much. And I miss my dog.”
Crying, the exact reaction I get when I am away from home for more than two weeks! I also miss my dog too when I’m away, more than any other person. When I was younger, I never realised what my home actually meant to me. I used to say I was going to move to Australia at the first chance and that I wanted to go to a campus University outside of London. If I did move to Australia, of course I would miss my family. But even if my family moved with me, I’d still miss London immensely! And if I had another chance to go to another University, I would definitely pick one in London and live at home, (I have no regrets though). When I go on holiday, the feeling of landing on your own soil is indescribable! Driving back from the airport, I am always gushing at seeing a red post box, a red bus or even traffic lights. You’d never think that such little things mean so much to you. I do take London for granted sometimes, but I would never wish to be anywhere else but home. Home sweet home!