39 Days...

As of today, it is 39 more days 'til I am home. We've been through all this before, the counting down, the anticipation and the increased thoughts of home.
In previous cases it used to help me fall asleep just thinking of the process of leaving my Dubai apartment, checking into the airport and wondering around the airport waiting for my flight.

This time around I think I try to avoid this thought process because I know for this trip home I will be laden with dive equipment and underwater camera gear so it isn't really an exciting thought. This time however I imagine myself getting off the plane at Terminal 3, arriving home and lugging all my gear up those stairs, stepping in, sitting in front of the fish tank to see how they are doing, dumping my stuff in my room and then heading off again to get in 3 days of as much shopping and catching up I can do before flying off to Manado.

I like to imagine the little things now - like the interior of the cab that takes me home, the high number of hatchbacks on the road, the sound of the traffic outside my room, the late sleepless nights I will encounter, my first bite of Sushi Tei or Mos Burger. And once it all happens it will as always, feel as if I've just come out of a dream. Or maybe it's that i walked into one. Either way I am looking forward to being home again. Who wouldn't be?