If you would’ve told me back in May, when I graduated college, that I’d be where I’m at right now or doing what I’m doing right now, I probably would’ve asked you what medication you were on.
In just a few short hours, I’ll be boarding a plane, taking off for Fukuoka, Japan. This is what is called a “visa run.” Basically, I’m going over to get my work visa for the next year.
One summer. Three vast, new places. Life is funny.
I moved to Atlanta, Ga. earlier this summer to stay with my sister. Took a crap job. Got offered a better job in Seoul, South Korea. Now, here I am. One month into my stay in Korea, I’m leaving for Japan for a couple of days. My tourist visa has now expired.
One summer. Three countries. Life is a bit funny sometimes.
Needless to say, I’ve been a bit lost all summer. Learning and coming to appreciate new homes, then packing up and leaving. Not to mention that I left my five-year home of Auburn, Ala. And I loved that place.
Chuseok is coming up soon. Friday’s our first day off work for this major Korean holiday. I don’t have any travel plans since I don’t have much money at the moment. It should give me a few days to recuperate and get my bearings.
I’ve had a long, twisting, turning summer. A few days of downtime is probably what I need.
I’m off to catch a plane.