As I lay around a mass of random things I need to pack, I am left thinking in retrospect about this year's grueling, light-hearted, shopping-filled, quality-family-time and perplexed moments.
I think about how taxis drive away after they realize where you want to go, how people continually stare, how cicadas made me deaf in one ear because of their “sweet” song , and the dangerously crowded subways . And, I almost think that I never want to come to Korea again.
But, I eventually change my mind when I think about the grandma on the fourth floor that gives me food every time she sees me in the stairway, about bargaining when shopping, the food (cheap food in fact), and about my family.
Even with the unpleasantness of having to dodge people who want to practice their English with you, it’s a bit difficult to leave.
Land of the Morning Calm, I will miss you.
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