Signs that you still haven't moved on (from your recent trip)

It's been exactly one month since our homecoming from our amazing race. And the hangover still lingers!

I guess it's now embedded in me. It seems that I'd always find something that I associate with our trip. There's always something to relate with our backpacking experience. It feels like coming from a break-up that everywhere you go, everything just reminds you of your ex. That I'm-still-not-over-him-and-I-just-want-to-reminisce kind of feeling? Yeah, that one.

Perhaps you're like me, you can tell that these are some signs that I still haven't moved on (from my trip, that is):

• Experiencing the non-stop rains lately reminds me of our Vang Vieng days...

• Waking up in the morning looking for banana pancakes... Then buying groceries to make one the next day.

• Going to a Thai restaurant to satisfy the craving for Pad Thai and Thai milk tea. (And complaining to my travel buddies that in Thailand, it was only 20THB for the milk tea...).

• Having a "backpacker's nook" BBM group with my travel buddies and just randomly reminiscing about the anything about the trip at any given day. (And we still memorize EVERY detail of it).

• Playing songs from our backpacking soundtrack, watching movies, reading books that have the setting of the countries that we went to.

• Having the usual conversation with your other friends and will suddenly insert, "Oh, in Cambodia, it used to be like this...", "Oh, in Laos, it was like that..."

• Preaching to friends who plan to go backpacking about our tips, ideas, and anecdotes.

• Changing my Facebook profile picture every several days or a week or so, and every photo is still from the trip.

• Getting green with envy everytime I hear others who are still NOT finished with their backpacking trip having a great time.

• Procrastinating about preparing for my next "minor" trip (local and not backpacking). Planning for the next BIG one may be highly unlikely to push through soon, so I just hang on to those past memories...

• STILL blogging about THE trip one month after.

To celebrate our happy monthsary from our homecoming, let me end with this song:

"I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me,
and every step I take reminds me of just how we used to be.
Well, how can I forget you, girl?
When there is always something there to remind me."