The 13th month

I've been a terrible blogger and even when people ask me to keep blogging, I smile, think about blogging and promptly forget. I'm sorry. As I read in a co-worker's blog, it's not that we stop doing things, it's that we have become used to what we see because we're live here and we're not tourists in quite the same way anymore. We have become used to living in here rather than taking in the sights in a whirlwind tour. Or I am simply making excuses for being a lazy blogger and will now overwhelm you with blogs.

I have less than a month before I leave Korea and the one thought that has plagued me is: I don't want to leave. True, I miss my family, my friends, Mexican food, mojitos, Target, vast Texas skies, stars, and bingo, but I have created, however temporary, a home for myself here.

Chincha? Really? Chincha. Really. I am teaching (which I love and want to pursue, I think). I have people I call friends. I can order mandoo in Korean, "Hana gogi mandoo, jusaeyo. Kamsahamneedah." 5 words only, but 5 words go a long way. I am taking Korean cooking classes. I am watching Korean dramas. I am discovering Korea in a new way. A way that isn't in any guidebook, a way that makes living here feel like a place I could call home. For another year at least.

As for now, between the packing and working and looking for a new job, I am going to blog as often as possible, so you too, can see how amazing this country, the people, and this adventure is.