I’ve written before about how home is where the heart is, and even about why I choose not to work abroad but really, I don’t think I can ever express how much it would break my heart to leave my little country for too long.
I, somehow, manage to be a home bird who is always desperate to fly the coop. I can’t think of a single country that I would not like to visit (without entering a war zone) because even though I know absolutely nothing about Mauritania or Yemen, I’m almost certain there is beauty to behold there. Everywhere has it’s good points, it’s little quirks, it’s reasons to fall in love with it – and I think in the last twenty two years I have fallen a bit too in love with my own country and it’s little quirks.
I can’t help but compare the hills in Slovenia to the hills in Limerick, or the beaches in California to the ones I’ve known all my life down in Kerry. And I don’t necessarily think that’s a bad thing. I saw a video about ‘Ireland Is…’ on Facebook and it made me laugh more than once, about the little things that I’ve always loved about my country.
I know some of these might even be things that are applicable to every country in the world. But not having the hurling in September, or the little finger wagging hello to everyone you drive by in country roads are things I have grown oh too fond of.
For me, Ireland is when you can’t go a day without commenting on the weather. Where ‘championship’ is the only way people won’t question why you’re not drinking on a Saturday night. Where anything over 14 degrees means it’s officially shorts weather. It’s where cyclists will always be in the wrong and where a chicken fillet roll can fix any hangover, not matter how severe. Where ‘shur, it’ll be grand’ followed by cup of tea is the solution to any problem . Where ‘Olé, Olé’ breaks out in any large gathering even though it’s a Spanish song. Where gingers are no more accepted than anywhere else and where leaving on the immersion is an act that is punishable by death (or by the wooden spoon, which is worse!). *I realize some of these might actually be confusing if you’re not from Ireland!
It’s where the most friendly people I have met have been from. It’s the place that doesn’t get enough credit from the people who are from here, and it’s definitely the place that I will always stay (longterm, at least). Every country has these little quirks, the ones that you miss so much when you go somewhere else no matter how much you love travelling.
So, what are your countries quirks, the things that you just can’t help but miss? 😃