So that’s it, it’s my last day in Germany. It’s a weird feeling. On one hand, I am so excited to come home, see everything and everyone I know and love, experience everything that I’ve been missing for the last twenty four weeks. On the other hand however, I have spent twenty four weeks in Germany, as my good friend Colm said of Dublin “I’ve had my trial run and found little starts to happiness”. And that is exactly what’s happened to me in Erlangen. It isn’t a city that I call my home, I don’t know if it ever could be, but I’m used to it, I know it now.
This trip to Germany has been an incredible experience. Obviously a lot of people out there describe their trips abroad as life changing, and until now, I would have always told them where they could stick it. Now though, I can’t help but feel like my life really has changed because of coming here. When I first moved to Germany, I was just recently out of a breakup which had pretty much left me a mess for the better part of three months, but coming to Germany allowed me to pour my whole self into anything that wasn’t thinking about what I was after losing at home. Germany allowed me to become a totally new person almost. I mean, I’m still Jonny, Jonathan, or however you knew me, but I’m definitely looking at the world in a different way.
I was going to write this post as a series of funny anecdotes, but I don’t think I need to. Instead, I’m just going to tell you that this has been the most unusual, boring, tedious, exceptional, amazing summer I’ve ever had. I’ve had the opportunities to meet some amazing people in Germany, to reinforce the friendships that I have in Ireland and to do some of the most utterly bizarre things and see amazing sights and cities. I’ve been on more planes than I’ve been on buses this summer. I’ve seen the majority of Germany’s major cities, been to a beach festival in Spain, and I got to have a family holiday again, possibly for the last time. The opportunities that I got while here are irreplaceable.
Obviously, Germany isn’t the most exotic location like Kenya, Burkina Faso or Boston, but it is absolutely not Ireland, and, in true Irish spirit, that’s exactly what I needed for this summer. It’s time to come home now though. I remember when my wonderful friend Ellie was talking about going back to the States after her year in Ireland she mentioned how she was ready to go home. I remember being slightly taken aback that she would want to leave us, or be ready to leave us, but I absolutely understand now. I have made some amazing friends here in Germany, and I sincerely hope I get to see them again, because they’re brilliant people, and they have all been kinder to me than I deserved. I’m ready to go home though. And this has nothing to do with any unhappiness here, it’s just not my home now, and I’m ready to go back to somewhere that is.
I’m not going to keep rambling here, but I wanted to put some of the emotions that I’m having about leaving down. To all the people that I’ve spent time with over the summer, those who came to visit, those who came to Spain with me, those that were just there to talk to me when I was lonely, and those that I met in Germany. Thanks a million lads, you’ve all been absolutely amazing, and I don’t think I could have gotten through this summer as unscathed as I did without you.
So that’s it. I’m not going to format this prettily, I’m not going to edit anything really. I’m just going to stick a stupid photo of me somewhere on it, and leave it at that.
So yeah, that’s it. The Search To Get Erlangerz is over. Thanks for reading these.