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Yesterday I fell asleep at my parents place and didn't get home until six this morning. That kind of schedule made the rest of the day very confusing for me. In fact for most of it all that I wanted to do was sleep.

I managed to watch an episode of Globe Trekker that my parents had taped for me while I was on my trip. In the episode Justine went to Vietnam and I had some mixed feelings about it. None of my family was ever involved in the war, but I had quite a few friends whose fathers were there. Of course Vietnam says that all is forgiven and they welcome American tourists. One can even crawl through some of the tunnel system that they used during the war.

It struck me as being slightly odd.

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Some of the time I still find it hard to believe that I got back home a week ago. If I didn't have various piles of foreign money and receipts lying around, it might start to seem unreal to me that I was somewhere else. Oh, I have my photos as proof that I was gone, but some of the people around me act as though nothing has happened to me and I should pick up where I left off. Somehow that doesn't seem right to me.

Things are not the way that they were for the past couple of weeks nor have I fallen back into a pre vacation rut. Instead I seem to be experiencing other odd events. For example just the other day I woke up wondering where I was even though I was in my own bed. There was a brief moment in time when I thought that I was still in a foreign country. It wasn't until I saw signs outside my window written in English that I knew that I was home. Those first few moments after waking up are odd to say the least. The mind can play tricks with ease.

I guess what I am saying is that a sense of where I belong has been shaken up ever so slightly. That feeling doesn't really bother me and I am sure that it will fade soon. There is one thing that I don't want to fade though and that would be my pleasant if not nonchalant mood.

Thankfully I made it through an entire week of work without my post vacation high being crushed. A year ago when I returned home from Australia work managed to crush my vacation high within a matter of a couple of days. I must have a stronger will than I did then.

 
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