Even though I’ve had a really nice time here in Lannavaara together with Katta and other amazing people the homesicknes is never faar away.
Don’t misunderstand me, I want to be here and I’m happy to participate in the Silver Smith course. However, I can never travel somewhere without longing for my home at some point.
Often the sad feelings comes in the evening when I’m about to go to sleep. As long as my mind is busy during the day it usually works fine.
I wish I could just fall asleep as soon as possible now because it’s 02.25 in the morning and I have to get up at 8.00 tomorrow. Beeing tired in a workshop with a saw in one hand is never a good combination…
Do you ever get homesick when you travel?