Homesickness.

Home is a place where in order to go outside you must first put on your sunscreen 15 minutes in advance, pack water, and upon stepping outside hose yourself down in deet and remember that you can breathe the humid air.

Home is a place where the sand squeaks, the water is blue, and you can get a free t-shirt with airbrush design. Oh, and it's not populated by anyone you actually know, but people from Canada.

Home is a place where, when you see someone walking down the street you wonder if their car broke down.

And while I don't mind this mild weather (great for running), the pub nights, the ability to walk or bike everywhere, the international and glorious nature of people... sometimes I miss home. And that is perfectly okay.