7 Things I Miss While I’m Having the Time of My Life Interpreting
Interpreting is glamorous, right? Right! And yet, there are things that every interpreter will miss dearly, especially when he or she is gone from home base for weeks on end. Airports may quickly lose their magic, French restaurants may become un-sexy and the closest thing to zombie lands and a hotel room, although kept spotless by room service, just doesn’t feel like home after the second week…
Here’s my list:
- My family and friends. Call them noisy, call them crazy, the top of the list goes to the little ones and for my dear friends.
- My dog. Mojo is quiet, reliable and adorable when I’m working as a translator at my desk. As a small rat terrier, he nests perfectly between my back and fluffy chair, waiting for the next treat or something exciting to pop in from the window.
- My (old, adorable, messy, aromatic, beautiful) house.
- Cooking. OK, don’t be impressed – seriously, I’m not Martha, Emeril or even Rachel, but sometimes, only homemade will do.
- Being in control of my own time. That’s another big one and I should probably move it up. You’ll probably call me spoiled freelance interpreter, after this…
- Not finding the equipment I like in the hotel gym. OK, the hotel gym is not meant to be the recreation center with all the latest treadmills with heart monitors and closed caption, but…
- Thinking I’m starting to get to know the town, just to find myself lost in it. Where’s the GPS?