I have never had an issue with traveling alone. I actually prefer to travel alone to a new city where I can have a sense of anonymity. Only after I’ve experienced a city on my own a few times will I ask someone else to return to the city with me. I don’t know why I’m this way, but it’s just personal preference I guess. On this trip to Seoul, however, I learned that I may not be all about going solo after all. Now, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t leave Seoul feeling sour. In fact, despite some quirks I didn’t anticipate, I fell in love with the city even more. I just wasn’t really into being there — somewhat — alone. I had a couple friends who were also visiting South Korea, but they were in different cities and had certain schedules. We only really met up twice, with just a few short hangouts in between. I also spent a day with my aunt and uncle who came in from Incheon. But during most of my time …
On my first morning in Seoul, I was pretty beat from the travel day before. I didn’t know exactly what I would do, and the fact that it was blazing hot outside made me want to stay indoors and hug an air conditioner for the entire day. But I didn’t. I explored my surroundings a bit. I was lucky that Tara had been so nice and created a general itinerary for me. I was staying in her area, so she gave me suggestions on places to check out nearby. I spent about an hour just hanging out, people watching, and getting a feel of the kind of community I’d be around.
A couple of posts ago, I hinted that I wanted to go back to China. Particularly, with the same arrangements I had last year. The deadline for applications feels like it’s coming sooner than it actually is, but I think that’s because of my indecisiveness to attend again. On one hand, I think it would be great to go back and see some of the teachers and volunteers, maybe even some of my fellow campers. Part of me feels like going back sort of makes the trip less special because I’ll always have the memories from last year, and I’d have to readjust again this year. Nonetheless, if I do or don’t go, I’ll let you all know. For now, let’s take a look back at some tidbits from Beijing!
Holy cow! I can’t believe I haven’t been back to Seattle in more than a year. In 2014, I made the trip to Seattle 4 times! So I kind of got in the habit of visiting Seattle very few months. It started becoming like a second home to me. My best friend is there, so I really do feel right at home whenever I’m in town. In 2015 I traded the domestic flights for international ones, and I didn’t have a chance to visit Seattle at all. Lately, I’ve been missing The Town! So this week, without further ado, let’s journey back to one of my most favorite places!
So many times I’ve said that I would blog while I’m traveling. Or, I’d blog as soon as I get back. I’m not very good at either. I actually am no good at all. I often recount my travels weeks after I’ve come home, sometimes even months! I think most of this is because as soon as I land somewhere, I want to be completely immersed in the experience. So I put down my phone, don’t worry about documenting everything, and just ride it out. But I’ve come to a realization that it really is important to document the people and places I’ve seen. It soothes the travel bug just a little bit and takes me back to a happy place. In the next few weeks (give or take), I’ll be taking a trip back down memory lane to recount my steps around the world. First stop: Ilocos Sur, Philippines!