Family & friends: Dinners with people whom I share a lifetime of history with (with wine, haven’t had that in six months). Talking about our experiences and hearing about everyone else’s six months. And simple banter with the guys, where a crass joke follows a crude one.
Being back in a system that works, where people have real choices, where you find innovation, creativity, culture… a million different ideas from people who try to create something every day.
My electric guitars, musical friends, and a massive amplifier. Concerts and nightclubs, where the bass pulsates through every bone in your body.
Fresh food… Mozzarella di Bufala, antipasti, feta, salads, a freshly baked ciabatta.
Driving in the hills around Zurich.
City visits (first London, then Florence, hopefully Paris, Berlin, Helsinki…)
What I’ll miss:
The simplicity of life lived at a totally different pace.
The 1000 exhausting greetings every day… acknowledging everyone you see, even if it’s from a moving car.
Amazing Indian curries for 1/6 of the price
The archetypal, awe-inspiring, Avatar-trumping nature of this cradle of life.
Our fellow volunteers and all the other great people we’ve met here.
My many street kid friends…who will replace that humor, that enthusiasm, that perseverance of the toughest people I know?