Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling

I’m safely tucked into my king-sized bed while my 2 miniature schnauzers snuggle my side.  After practically a month on the road I’ve happily ensconced myself into a cocoon of Egyptian cotton.   A migraine pounds in my head, a product of an excessively early flight and airplane turbulence.  I adore coming home after traveling to the comfort of my own bed.

Only one hour remains before we have to meet our friends for dinner.  This much needed rest will help abate my headache so I can be properly presentable at supper.   I’m excited to share my travel stories with my buddies.  They are wanderlust nomads like me who appreciate both the ups and downs of wayfaring.

Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling

Why I love coming home after traveling. Me at home in Playa del Carmen, Mexico
Why I love coming home after traveling. Me at home in Playa del Carmen, Mexico

To me I see travel as a combination of 3 distinct parts.

1 – The first component consists of planning the voyage.

Dream destinations capture my attention and distract me from otherwise important tasks, like work.  Which countries can I add to my travel repertoire?  Let’s not forget about the most import fantasy:  the memorable photos I’m going to take.

2 – The second element is the vacation itself.

Traveling exhilarates me more than jumping out of an airplane.  For example the thrill of seeing the Cliffs of Moher in County Cork, Ireland evoked an audible “oh my God”.   Or feeling my eyes swell as I watch the expression on my mother’s face as she sees the Eiffel Tower for the first time.  These are moments that indemnity the stresses of travel.

Let’s remember globe-trotting can be exhausting.  I wake up early and spend hours on an airplane as it succumbs to undulating air currents.  Often I switch hotels on a nightly basis which means I really never unpack.  And then there is navigating in new locations while simultaneously avoiding con artists who target unsuspecting travelers.  All of these “experiences” are just part of the adventure.  Truly I value every moment on the road, good or bad.  They teach me about life.

View of the Carribean on our flight from Cancun to Miami.
Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling.  The View of the Carribean on our flight from Cancun to Miami. Because of this ride and this view I now book window seats instead of sitting adjacent to the aisle.

3 – And the third factor is coming home after a trip.

I usually return home feeling like I’ve been on a rollercoaster.  Unfortunately I’m prone to motion sickness.  If I’m lucky I’ve avoided a migraine.  Regardless I’m thankful that I have the time, opportunity and resources to sightsee.

Without fail whenever it’s time to return home, I primarily envision myself already at home in bed.   It’s like nirvana, and I’m a devout follower dreaming of the day when it’s my turn to be united with my maker.  I’ve separated my trip home into a series of steps all ending in the culmination of that moment when I slide in between the sheets in my cocoon.  Each stress: checking luggage, passing security to clearing customs – each hurdle is crossed one by one till I’m back home.  This is when I can finally relax.

Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling. The sunrise at Mamitas Beach in Playa del Carmen. This couple approached me and asked if I could take their picture. I'm quite happy with the result!
Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling.  The sunrise at Mamitas Beach in Playa del Carmen. This couple approached me and asked if I could take their picture. I’m quite happy with the result!

Here are my reasons why I love coming home after traveling:

1 – Sleeping in my own bed

I rest well regardless of whether or not I’m at a 5 star hotel or an Econo Lodge.  However, inns can’t replace that basic human need to nest.  Homo sapiens intrinsically seek safety and security.  Tucking myself into my own bed completes that feeling of belonging, surrounded by the comforts of home.

2 – Accessing my closets

Living out of a suitcase is easy, but it’s not convenient.  At home innumerable wardrobe combinations awaits.  Furthermore, there’s all my “stuff”: food, toiletries and a litany of conveniences like my own high quality linens.

Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling. My 2 dogs: Demi on the left and Moli on the right. Demi is more subdued and independent while Moli clings.
Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling.  My 2 dogs: Demi on the left and Moli on the right. Demi is more subdued and independent while Moli clings.

3 – Seeing my dogs

My 2 miniature schnauzers, Moli and Demi, excitedly greet me at the door, overcome with emotion.  They jump all over me covering me with kisses.  Despite trip length or destination, coming home after traveling to such love and affection warms my being better than a cup of delicious hot chocolate.

4 – Reconnecting with friends

Before even landing in Playa del Carmen, friends are already setting up social dates.  Over dinner we share our travel adventures.  We bond.  Our friends have become family.  I can’t imagine spending years on the road separated from them.

5 – My routine

It’s difficult maintaining a proper diet and exercise schedule while traveling.  Usually I return home overweight with my arteries more clogged than before.   I’m happy to be back to a structured program including healthy foods and plenty of calorie burning activities.

Additionally I enjoy returning to work, helping people plan their vacations to Playa del Carmen, Mexico.  My property management company has afforded me the opportunity and resources to travel upwards of 4 months a year.  I’m focused on ensuring www.nasplaya.com continues with its success.

Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling. Allan and I at Mamitas Beach in Playa del Carmen, Mexico. This is a 5 minute walk from our home.
Why I Love Coming Home After Traveling.  Allan and I at Mamitas Beach in Playa del Carmen, Mexico. This is a 5 minute walk from our home.

6 – Navigating my neighborhood

With the innovation of Google maps, traveling abroad beats old fashioned paper maps.  Nevertheless, maneuvering in unfamiliar territory still stresses. On the contrary getting around at home is second nature.  No maps are required.

7 – Planning the next adventure

Within 24 hours of being home I’m already fantasizing about the next trip.  Even though I can’t imagine having to leave town within the next few weeks, my mind is already planning where we can go next month.  It’s in my DNA.  Although I love being settled, there’s a part of me that’s simultaneously nomadic.

Why do you love coming home after traveling?

Please share in the comments!

Happy travels,

Matt Weatherbee

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Hi, I’m Matt.  In 2008 I quit my job, sold everything and drove from Boston to Mexico to start a business.  Now I live and work in the Carribean, and spend my free time traveling the globe.  Learn more.

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