Those City Lights

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I am settling in after quite a fulfilled day in Seoul. I thankfully had no trouble at the airport and passed out for 9 of the 12 hours of the flight (as this was my whole goal so I would not be jetlagged upon my arrival). I do feel the weariness of the today so I am happy it's 11pm and I get to call it an early night.


Much was done today. I am actually quite fond of myself for getting on the right bus from the airport to take me to Apkujeong

then walk with my two large pieces of baggage to the apartment following the directions of a youtube video that I had memorized earlier that day. That is where I met my aunt and my cousin :)


Much feelings were had upon my arrival into South Korea. I can't really say that I feel excited to be here. I feel more so that I need to be here and I want to slowly learn what that truly is in the short time that I have here. What compelled me so much to get on a 12 hour plane ride after a car accident to travel to Korea by myself? There has to be a reason that is beyond me for this- and that is what I am striving to learn and explore. Sadness is definitely an emotion I  felt when the plane started to descend. Bad memories flooded my mind and the taste of pain lingered on my tongue. My fingertips started to go numb and a part of me regretted doing what I was doing.


But I am here. I got to see two of my aunts and my cousin today. Tomorrow holds even more adventures for me as I am hoping to get a good run in in the park closeby my airbnb then meet two of my cousins for lunch then take off to itaewon and hongdae for some boozing and cruising with my cousin that I am closeest with.


Creating these connections again after YEARS of very little contact is an amazing definition of family that goes beyond me. I remember my aunts just as they were when I saw them six years ago, when they tried to help me during my hard time six years ago. I hope to show them the beautiful being I am trying to grow to be as I am slowly maturing with age, time and experience.


My airbnb is small, but quaint... and the korean bathrooms are like all korean bathrooms. Do you knwo the one really weird thing about Korean culture is that they do not use large towels. They use basically hand towels or kitchen towels instead. I never really quite understood that. like... why? That's just a lot of towels.


Anyways, i haven't put my mosquito net up over my bed. I'm going to go the first night without it and if i wake up eaten alive then it will most definitely go up tomorrow.


I am excited for what tomorrow has to bring. Until then, I bid thee goodnight.

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