On my last day(again) in Sofia....well i started thinking about my concept of home...
Is it knowing most of the streets and most of the restaurant menus ... or is it more than that...
I have used the word 'home' for a number of places in the past 2 years and often confuse the poor listener

...like to a friend at CEE MCPs meeting in Prague


me: " I cant wait to get back home!!! "
friend: "Oh, when are you going to Mumbai"
me: "uh,I meant Sofia"

(to the confused reader,I used to live in Sofia at that time)

.....Again , fast forward ...to chat with Ira in Varosmajor,Budapest


me: "It will be good to go back "
Ira: :"Where?"
me: "Both to Mumbai for Xmas and Sofia for Enter CEE"

....Yesterday in Sofia,
me: "It will be soo good to go back and sleep in my bed,in my apartment at home.....in Budapest"

Have I finally hopped and skipped between places long enough to erode my concept of home?
For me,I guess its just the place where most of my luggage and permanent bed is.....and allows me the safety net to go on autopilot and switch the brains off for some time...


Is that too simplistic?


maybe it is
maybe it isn't
maybe it doesnt matter..