My host fam went on a family vacay for a week, leaving me alone in their apartment. Yes, I make sure to check the stove and all that goodness before leaving so no, I’m not going to burn the place down.
But I am extremely homesick.
Chrysler Building – View from East Village
It’s something I’ve been fighting since I got here. I’ve always been close to my family. As much as I love going out with friends and drinking it up, nothing makes me happier than a good family dinner at home. My mommy always makes the funniest remarks, one of us will say something that gets all of us arguing with each other, and we would all have a really good time just laughing the entire night.
Time Square in New York
This weekend has been especially hard because my entire family is together. It’s my third sister Pearline’s birthday and it’s also the Long Beach Dragon Boat race. Two of my sisters are paddlers on Team Taiwan so it’s somewhat of a big thing. Plus they just won first place in their division!
Storm Clouds in the City
But as I sit alone in my room reading my favorite website (I’d kill to have a job at that site) while writing a post that I should have written a few weeks ago, I can’t help but miss home. Yes, randomly seeing the Chrysler Tower after grocery shopping is pretty awesome but I miss basic things like smog filled air. Maybe it’s not such a great idea writing about Venice Beach while cooped up in East Harlem.
Right now I am wondering if I made the right choice. I don’t know if I’m brave enough to stay.
On the plus side, at least I’m not crying on the subway.
