Hi there! I’m Clara and I’m a nomad.
What’s a “nomad” you ask? Google-Sensei defines it as: “a person who doesn’t stay long in the same place”; “a person who has no permanent home”; “a wanderer”.
So basically, your whole life is in one big suitcase.
Ever since I was a baby, I’ve been moving around and living in different countries, exploring their cultures and picking up languages as I went.
I was born in Germany but only lived there for 2-3 years before I moved to Denmark for 7 years.
Denmark, which is known as the land of fairytales, was a great place to live as a child: you had amazing amusement parks such as Tivoli and Legoland; Viking villages where you could experience life as a Viking and not to mention, strawberry cakes!
After my adventures in Scandinavia, I crossed the sea to a little island known as the United Kingdom- Scotland to be more accurate. I stayed there for the longest period (give or take 12 years) but moved around within the country. I spent 7 years in the far north where there was nothing but deer and sheep; 4 years in the Scottish Borders (also a lot of sheep) to study fashion and then 1 year in the west on the Isle of Skye. It was a great place to live – friendly Scotsmen, good alcohol and fish and chips – but Scotland had only 1 season…
Eventually I got tired of the constant cold weather and decided to head east. Very east…to Japan, the land of samurai, ridiculously hot summers and every Europeans’ dream: All-You-Can-Drink.
Being a nomad has its upsides: travel, the opportunity to learn about different cultures and languages and the chance to make many foreign friends. However, just like a 10yen coin, this lifestyle has another side to it; a negative side.
I lost out on the experience of building roots somewhere; of having a “real home”. I’ve always gotten bored of a place and felt like I had to move somewhere completely new to regain some excitement. When you (the reader) go traveling somewhere and return to japan, you feel comfortable and relaxed as this is your home, right? That’s something I’d like to experience: the feeling of home.
I love Japan, so I’m hoping that my nomad-days are in the past and I can settle down at last. My arms are getting tired of carrying my big, old suitcase around.
Travel. Explore. See the world. But as Dorothy says (If you don’t know who she is, shame on you for not knowing “The Wizard of Oz”):
“There’s no place like home”.