Rolling hills, trees, cornfields, barns, gravel roads, looking in any given direction and not being able to see a person or a car, family, my girlfriend.

Our home environments could be Ying and Yang. Where are you based?

for some reason, i've never arrive homed during daytime, when having been gone for a longer time. it is helsinki's city lights which i remember. and the light in our window, plus maybe a silhouette of one of our cat's in the apartment's window when approaching the house.

also, in the flight connecting to helsinki from somewhere or in the airport, the first words of finnish, said aloud by someone happily using their secret language when traveling abroad and being 100% certain that no-one around them understands.

these are something, that one actually seems to hope for. ie. what is the home window without the pet sitting "faithfully" peeking out from the window? is it home, which extends outside the four walls?

in home territories (2000), david morley explores something similar to this, the ideas of home and how they are now through migration and comm.technologies transformed into "home territories".

ps. nice blog.. been following it for a while.

the frighteningly efficient cleanliness of the airport (http://www.changi.airport.com.sg).

(sometimes, but not always) there is a smell in the air in San Francisco, and that says I'm back. Going from the airport to highway 101 can be kind of depressing if I've come from someplace interesting and exciting - the highway is like most highways, boring, and inexotic, and familiar, and even if the air feels great, the first vision is a reminder of the return to the everyday and ordinary.