We saw dolphins in the surf on the second night, and I sprinted into the ocean to try and make friends (if I recall correctly, I did an Ace Ventura impression. It did not work but by golly, I felt alive). I shivered on the walk back to the dining commons, made two trips to the pasta bar, and then by silent, mutual consent, the group decided running was hard and pasta was good, and sporadic dolphin chasing missions were more fun and probably counted as cardio.
Now, unfortunately, it looks like most of the world is joining the corona club and trying to figure out the right level between prepared and panicked. I am here to help you.
My homie Laura moved to South Korea over ten years ago to teach English, and once every few years, when I was depressed about whatever I was doing and where I was working, I would send her a Facebook message... Continue Reading →
Amie looking to North Korea Different from my normal backpacking adventures, there are elements of a trip to South Korea that you have to plan in advance for. For example, walking routes and other directions aren’t available on Google Maps,... Continue Reading →