The excitement built up towards the end of December as I went home for Christmas! I couldn’t wait to see my family and friends, eat a Christmas goose and relax with all the home comforts. It was touch and go whether I would get home at all, Dublin airport teetering between open and closed with all the snow. But I made it home despite my flight being re-directed to Manchester, and then the plane getting struck by lightning on the eventual landing in icy Dublin airport (didn’t do my fear of flying any favours!).
Coming back to Uzbekistan after Christmas , I felt much less nervous than I had when I first arrived. I knew what I was going back to and I was eager to get my teeth back into the mountain of work I knew would await my return. The contrast between the green grass, wild seas and extremely chatty Irish people with life in Nukus is even more noticeable than it was before.