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What’s your concept of HOME?

For us; “It’s a feeling, not a place.”

It’s now nearing the time for this blogger and her squire to be hopping on a plane to head on downunder.  No, not Australia, you know that small island below Australia, that makes up for its size by making a significant impact on the world in more ways than one.  Yes, that’s right I am talking about New Zealand or Aotearoa, which is translated as “The Land of the Long White Cloud”.  Which means is it does have unpredictable weather!  Though so much more to like than dislike.  If you had not guessed, we are very proud to call ourselves New Zealanders.

With our yearly return, the whole concept of home has got me thinking how my idea of  “what and where home is” has changed and evolved over my life as our world has slowly expanded. This is more so now that the Squire and I change “homes” quite regularly.  Nowadays we pack up our things for a new country on a regular basis, and each time we feel at home, a new home of sorts.

The image of “home” for us now means so many different things.

Such as:

  • Having a cuppa and chat with family or friends wherever they may live.
  • Strolling down a beach in various locations in New Zealand.

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  • It’s housesitting for three months in a small commune in Northern France.

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  • Visiting a local Devon cafe for a scone and clotted cream.

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  • Walking a dog called Fudge down a cobbled lane or just to sit down enjoying the sun in Aubonne.

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  • The opportunity to capture a beautiful sunset in North Yorkshire.

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  • It’s listening to the regular ezan chants that echo through the streets in Daylan.

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  • Having a walk through the Dales in Northern Yorkshire or enjoying the sun with these two adorable dogs.

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  • Venturing to the local pub [never far away] for a pint somewhere in the UK.

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  • It’s cleaning out a natural swimming pool in the countryside near Norwich where we housesat during early summer in 2016.

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  • Carefully driving down the narrow lanes of Devon and Cornwall.
  • It’s sitting in the sunny Brittany countryside with Ria, the dog.

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  • It can be going to the local boulangerie for a croissant or baguette.
  • It’s walking around the city of Wiesbaden in Germany listening to street music and where we had a housesit in 2016.

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  • It’s housesitting in a beautiful part of Scotland, during 2016.

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Put simply it’s in an area where we are together housesitting and our suitcases are opened [ruling out airport lounges] that is where we have called home.  Just for a short while.  A temporary period of time.

And now?  We are enjoying housesitting in Portugal, this and the situations above are all considered “home” albeit a temporary one.  Though New Zealand has something, the other places do not.

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88 thoughts on “What’s your concept of HOME?”

      1. That is so wonderful you had a fun time while travelling around NZ. I do believe more local people are opening up their homes to visitors. Which enables their travel experience to be on a more personal level. It happens to us while we are travelling and we love staying with local people.

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  1. I definitely think that home is a feeling. Where I live right now has been ‘home’ for 10 years but it doesn’t feel like home. We went on holiday to Suffolk a couple of years ago and have been back a few times since because, for some reason, that feels like ‘home’. Something draws me to it and my current ‘home’ doesn’t have that effect. I hope one day to move there 🙂

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  2. Oh this is lovely, such a wonderful way to see the world. I’d head out more often if the journey didn’t seem so stressful, airport lounges and long haul flights do take their toll. Which island of New Zealand do you return to? Or is it both?

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      1. Ha, that’s brilliant! I love how lazy a cat can be. Mostly mine are just on the floor stretched out and in my way. I swear I’d squish them if I wasn’t paying attention. They are oblivious to the dangers of my powered wheelchair 😃

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  3. Everything you say is spot on, so true. Home is just where the heart is and as long as you’re together then that is home. This housesitting lark enables you to meet so many wonderful people doesn’t it? And so many of them become good friends. So pleased you’re loving life as much as we are.

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  4. A lovely snapshot of your travels. We did some housesitting on our travels around Australia. It was a great way of getting both a pet, and garden fix. Our very best house sit was on a 120 acre hobby farm in Grafton, NSW. Their dogs were amazing.

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  5. Home is truly where the heart is… and I can see that you have wrapped your heart around many of the places you’ve stayed. But that special place, your One True North (which, I guess for you would be south 🙂 ), will always be drawing you back… for even just a little while. Have fun!

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  6. I love this post and can really relate to it.

    I feel like any place that has my husband and my cat feels like home. But then, it is really cool to have more than one home. I feel like I’m going home when I visit Nara, or my village in the UK, or London…and now our flat in Canada feels like home too.

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    1. Yes, you would be able to relate to this too Josy. Once lived in a place and felt comfortable and at home, it will always be special. That is what I believe. You will also have a more different insight into the cultures due to working in the various countries. I loved reading about your home in Japan!

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  7. Great post, Suz. And, once again, very relatable. Except than for your country of origin, which is one we have warm feeling for as well. 🙂 I LOVE the fact that we can call so many different houses and places home. It is a very varied lifestyle that never bores. Still having a home country is also pleasing, for all those factors that we miss at our other “homes”, like friends, family and familiarity.

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  8. Having been something of a Gypsy for the last 20 years and not by choice I warm wholly to this post. Wherever I lay my hat, says the song, that’s my home. But there is a special corner of my heart that is devoted to Oxford (UK) because that is where I hail from … more accurately a village nearby but Oxford has that bit of my heart eternally. Being rootless has it’s huge bonuses but acknowledging the fact that we have a start point is crucial to the process, I think.

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    1. osyth, you are totally right when you wrote that the start point needs to be acknowledged, and, for us, that is New Zealand with the Bay of Plenty the region we have both lived the longest. Oxford is so beautiful even if the weather isn’t it! We still enjoy exploring the UK! In the meantime, we are loving being rootless kiwis 🙂

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      1. That’s the key – to be a natural explorer and inquisitive and embrace whatever comes your way (including the British weather 😉) …. if you can do that then being rootless is really rather liberating!

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