As written in the title, I've never felt so homesick before. Staying on Malta, I exceeded my personal record of time spent out of home.
Previous "personal best" had been established a year ago, when I went to Norway. However, when I was in Norway, I didn't feel too much homesick, because I was living at my Grandparents' house, and they would let me really feel like home. And it was only 35 days - I've been here for 52 days by now!
Here it's bad because (from most important to least important things):
1. My family is far away.
None of my family members is close to me to give me a hug, share the experiences with me, assure me that what I'm doing is right (actually, when I talk to them through Skype, they seem not to understand my decision to go to Malta), help me with everyday tasks etc.
2. My friends are far away.
I'm only spending time with one friend, Chris, none of the other friends is near to talk to me, to go to a party or anything. I'm not saying it's bad with Chris, because one of the proofs that we're good at keeping each other company is that we didn't have a fight even once (I mean, of course there have been some arguments, but we were never really mad at each other), but there should be more friends close enough. And colleagues are not real friends. Not only that; they are also so different in cultural reasons, and we can't understand each other properly, because we use our secondary language to communicate.
3. My country is far away.
I know it's "passe" to be a patriot and nationalist, but it's my country that I breathe with. Being in Poland is like sustenance or fresh air for me. I feel like put in a cage here. Or like a black sheep in a herd of white ones.
4. The food is worse.
I can't wait till I come to Poland to taste the real food again. Here the food is less varied, full of pasta (which I don't like too much), bread is stale since the moment it has been baked, butter is salted or very expensive, real hams start at 12 eur/kg (5 eur in Poland) and there are no sausages (except for the "maltese" one, which is just a spicy white sausage and tastes like polish jałowcowa), yellow cheeses are either stilton or cheddar (I hate both), there are no green vegetables, bread spreads, meat is either frozen or not fresh or very expensive, no fresh fish in this so-called island... Only good things are cheeselets (sing. gbejna, pl. gbejniet), rabbit (fenek) and kinnie.
In 3 days I'll start my holiday. I hope Malta surprises me with something, because I want to have more nice memories from my trip :)
homesick people
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