I arrived in Seoul around 5am. I had to wait until 8-9 for my recruiter to come pick me up. I decided to round up people like sheep and start meeting people. I needed to do something at the airport or else my jet lag would kick in.
To me it seemed so unreal that I was actually in Seoul waiting for my recruiter to pick me up and take me to the orientation center. It's a really strange feeling. Part of me feels like everything just clicked together and part of me feels like I'm stopping my real life. Going to Seoul seemed like such an obvious answer to what to do with my life but at the same time there's a little voice in the back of my mind that's telling me that I'm crazy. I mean how many people travel halfway around the world to teach English without a day's experience. Most people usually stay at home where it's safe. Me, I basically just said screw it I'm moving to another country. There were so many thoughts going through my mind and the feeling is so strange its indescribable but here I am now and I feel alive.
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