I’m going back to the mother land tomorrow (not my mother land, someone elses.. a korean perhaps), my friend Numi always said to drop my expectations since she’s been through it all before. Easier said than done, but we all give advice we never follow right? I’ve been wanting to get back to Seoul for such a long time.. nine months of waiting, wishing, hoping- and when you think about a place every single day you can only be nervous and sick the eve before you leave. I figure if I stay up all night then i’ll have a better chance of knocking out on the plane, if that fails then i’m going to be so disorientated when I land. There’s nothing more stressful than trying to catch a bus into the city with a giant bike box and two awkward duffle bags on each shoulder..In a lack of blogging/photos, I spent the last few days hanging with new people, old friends, seeing friends I haven’t seen in so so long. It’s been nice. I should leave more often.
PS. I’ll be back to regular blogging and sights around a foreign city.