Acclimatised

I was just chatting to my mum on Skype (hi Mum!), and she was talking about running some errands that she needed to do, and my first thought was how I can't do that here. Of course I can, I can call my taxi/driver guy and get him to pick me up, I then text my security guy and let him know I'm leaving the guest house and when I arrive at my destination, but the crazy thing is that my mum can walk to the end of her road and there is a corner shop she can pick up a number of things. I too have a corner shop which is just up the road, but I can't walk there...and it seems perfectly normal to think that. I am realising how quickly I have adjusted to life here in Kabul. This no longer seems like a Kabul Adventure, this seems like my Kabul life. I hope someday it will be...I would very much like to come back here, it is a place of adventure, of new experiences, of amazing people. I still have a year of Uni to go though, and with every new conversation I have here it seems like that year could change a lot in Afghanistan. The Afghanistan I leave in about a week, may very well be a different place this time next year when I begin looking for a job! I still hope to come back someday though...I think I'd be bored at home!