Comments on: Homesickness? That’s so 1990s

By: Genny Ross-Barons

Genny Ross-Barons — Mon, 16 Aug 2010 18:24:24 +0000

While I will always be Canadian. The Island of Roatan, Honduras has been my home since 2007. When i first arrived to Roatan everyone here told me it would take me two years to decide. I thought they were implying that after two years I would have had enough of living here. But when the time came I realized that after two years I had no interest in returning to a way of life (in Canada) that was now foreign to me.

I do miss family and friends however. Facebook, skype, twitter, my blog at http://roatanvortex.com , emails, etc. etc. are an excellent way for me to stay in-touch with them.

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By: Vicky Baker

Vicky Baker — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 03:14:51 +0000

Thanks Dot. I feel slightly depressed reading your blog post! It does ring bells though. Interesting what you say about Facebook too. I think you need to keep ‘proper’ contact with the ones you really care about too. For example, I know a certain friend of mine is going through something hard right now and needs support, but to the rest of the world it’s all happy photos and silly comments on Facebook as usual. A friend of mine recently told me I was at the ‘peak’ of my expat experience. I have a strong circle of friends both here and at home, but the more I stay away, the more I may drift away from connections at home. I hope not. Oh well, I guess if we overanalyse, we’d never do anything, right?

By: Dot

Dot — Wed, 31 Mar 2010 12:25:21 +0000

Hi Vicky! I really like this blog post. I think that Skype is fantastic for staying in touch with family and friends. I use Skype all the type to speak to, and see, my sister and her son who live in Boston.

However, I think that Facebook can sometimes be a hindrance. It gives such a distorted portrait of what is really going on!

With regards living abroad, despite internet connections, I still found it very difficult to REALLY stay in touch. Because I would dip in and out of friends’ lives, it was hard to keep a good conversation or relationship going over time.

Also, I felt the risk of a thing called ‘accidental exile’. I lived in Moscow for nearly 2 years and found myself drifting away from life at home to the extent where it was becoming more and more difficult to go home again.

I wrote a blog post that you might find interesting. I’d love to hear your thoughts on it…

http://www.tripbod.com/blog/2010/03/31/living-abroad-benefits-costs/

Dot

By: Vicky Baker

Vicky Baker — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 13:45:53 +0000

Hi Mary, Thanks for reading. The other thing is in ‘the olden days’ you’d have to fill your friends and families in on a whole year’s worth of experiences. That would mean sitting down and talking *at* them for hours on end, which they probably wouldn’t thank you for. At least with modern communication tools people get little titbits along the way. Then you have a basis to build on and don’t have to reconstruct everything in one big swoop.

From Africa to Japan? You must have had some interesting times! Hope they continue.

By: Mary R

Mary R — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 22:59:01 +0000

Hi Vicky!
Interesting topic and one that I think about often… I lived in Africa for two years before internet, and I did the same long rambling letters that took a month to receive a response, but then jubilation when I did. I often think about how maybe my whole living abroad time might have been more relatable to friends back home and might have quelled my homesickness better.

Living abroad in Japan now, I am completely hooked on all those modern communication tools, and I also have to get a fix of my favorite news and culture station from the states everyday.

By: Vicky Baker

Vicky Baker — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:21:25 +0000

And as always very thought provoking comments from you, Matt. Thank you.

Give me seven years and I might feel the same. At the moment I think I can pass on the transport caffs. Mind you, in past experience, it’s only when the plane starts hovering over England’s hedged fields and terrace houses that I get that full ‘home, sweet home’ rush.

Radio – yes, for years I severed relations with it, but I’m a recent returner. Less of the old Kiss FM, XFM and the like, more news and comedy. Hmm, that’s probably a sign. I could be in for an acute attack of youthsickness sometime very soon.

By: Vicky Baker

Vicky Baker — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:08:37 +0000

Cheers Andrew. Makes you wonder what the next ten years will bring, eh?

By: Matt

Matt — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:34:50 +0000

None of the things I really miss about England is available for download. (I´d better not list these things: it would get very Hallmark. very quickly.) But I´d find it hard to cope without Skype video chat, something which was still in the realms of science fiction seven years ago, when I moved abroad.

I find that spending time online is as likely to provoke homesickness as it is to assuage it. Maybe I´ll see a photo of some dark stretch of moorland or an ancient oak tree, a barrel of Mansfield or a village war memorial. A full frontal of a transport caff can reduce me to tears.

Of course much of what we think of as homesickness is really youthsickness. Who could ever grieve for a place as acutely as for a time?

My guilty pleasure is Test Match Special. Radio is still the most evocative medium, don´t you think? Anyone who’s ever found themselves stuck in a hellhole and reached instinctively for the World Service, will know what I mean.

Very thought provoking as always, Vicky.

By: Andy Hayes

Andy Hayes — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 22:01:02 +0000

Great post, Vicky. You’ve got a great point. It’s funny how interconnected everything is now. I agree with you – not only do I kind of take all my friends and family with me wherever I go, but I even take my business!

Working at the same desk everday, expensive long distance phone calls and cramped hands writing letters back “home”? That’s so 1990s.