Sunsets and Clouds of Jurmala

Happy Fall, everyone! I hope all of you are getting excited for the coming holiday season! We started our September with a very short trip (only 8 full days) to my sweet home of Jurmala. The last time I was there 2 or 3 years ago for the whole month of January. But I didn't see Jurmala in summer, all green and beautiful, for 7 years. Wow, time flies.

We spent the most wonderful time with my parents in our house there. Also, we managed to travel a lot, including going to some places I've never been myself before (shame on me). It's quite interesting how sometimes we live in one town and never see anything else in our own country, choosing rather to travel abroad. Well, I must say I fell in love with Latvia all over again. It was nice to see it as a traveler. I have so many beautiful photos. Too many actually. But today I want simply to share with you a few sunset moments of Jurmala. The Baltic Sea in summer is simply too beautiful to describe with words. Even images don't show the whole grace and color of this cold nordic sea. Part of my heart will always be on the beach of Dzintari, with the memories in every grain of sand.

It is already 6 days since we got back to San Francisco, but I am still in my Jurmala-blues. Each time it's harder and harder to leave Latvia. Homesick is a very sad illness and in many ways the most painful one. Although, would I miss San Francisco the same way? I'm sure I would. I was thinking a lot recently about where is actually my home now? Here or there? Here in California I am still not even an American yet. But in Jurmala... Jurmala has changed. I felt like I know nothing about the town anymore. Even the simplest things like where to go for lunch or dinner. Although, thank god, Sue's Asia is still open and the food just got better. The new places also look interesting and delicious. We loved our lunch at the Grill Bar Lighthouse (the menu has some Latvian dishes, so I do recommend it).

But what is my home? What is a home?

The world is getting more and more 'global' and you would think that would help to feel home no matter where you are . But at the same time it's still such a problem to fly somewhere, to get a visa in some cases, to get the right to work in this or that country. Globalization is such BS (pardon my french). All it really seems to have done is to make mass consumption global. That's it.

On the way back, I started to read a book, Global Soul by Pico Iyer. I am always surprised how life gets me books that related to my worries and questions I have at the moment. Here is quiet a good quote I couldn't say better:

I think the age of movement brings exhilarating new possibilities. Certainly when I’m traveling, especially to the major cities of the world, the typical person I meet today will be, let’s say, a half-Korean, half-German young woman living in Paris. And as soon as she meets a half-Thai, half-Canadian young guy from Edinburgh, she recognizes him as kin. She realizes that she probably has much more in common with him than with anybody entirely of Korea or entirely of Germany. So they become friends. They fall in love. They move to New York City. (Laughter) Or Edinburgh. And the little girl who arises out of their union will of course be not Korean or German or French or Thai or Scotch or Canadian or even American, but a wonderful and constantly evolving mix of all those places. And potentially, everything about the way that young woman dreams about the world, writes about the world, thinks about the world, could be something different, because it comes out of this almost unprecedented blend of cultures. Where you come from now is much less important than where you’re going. More and more of us are rooted in the future or the present tense as much as in the past. And home, we know, is not just the place where you happen to be born. It’s the place where you become yourself.
— Pico Iyer