The worst part about my first week in Korea
It isn’t that I miss my friends or family, though that’s part of it. It isn’t that I have no idea where anything is, though that’s part of it. It isn’t that I can’t speak the language to…
It isn’t that I miss my friends or family, though that’s part of it. It isn’t that I have no idea where anything is, though that’s part of it. It isn’t that I can’t speak the language to…
The plane was seriously huge. Back in Economy class, it was nine seats to a row: three on each side and three in the middle. More than that, though, I was just amazed that all…
I had no idea what I was doing at O’Hare airport. First, I just took off with the crowd. I had about six hours to kill before my next flight, so I wasn’t really in…