I came back from Russia a week ago, and I still can't adjust. I keep hearing people talking in Russian around me, when they're obviously not and pointing out certain things that I see that pertain to the Russian population. I really want to go back. It feels like here's the kiddy thing, and there it's the big bad world and it's fun when you approach it from the right direction.
Another issue is that I started my internship at Venter Institute. I know, I came a week and a half late, but I still got my project - I make proteins grow in E.coli. The thing is, it feels grown up and interesting, but safe, way too safe. I have metal strip to open any door, I have a computer and an electronic time sheet, my name is outlines in silver letters on a plaque attached to my cubicle, I get a lunch hour and get off work at 5. I enjoy it, but there's stuff out there that is BAM! and you have to be here, there, this, that. Guess I still have to find that. Sides, the experience is all good, especially when I can do it while paying bills (and I'll have a lot left even then...).