Here's the thing: today was a really hard day for me for a various number of reasons, but the rain was not one of them. To start things off, today was September 11, which is always a hard day for me since I'm an American. Everything seemed to be going swimmingly for most of the day, and the fact that it was raining a bit meant that my coworker and I took our walk around and inside of a bookstore instead of outside (and I don't feel like I have to tell you why I love bookstores. I will most definitely be going back). Also, there was cucumber kimchi today at lunch which is hands down my favorite kind (bean sprout kimchi is a close second). Basically, work was pretty awesome.
Tonight after work we were all supposed to go to a belly dance festival that the daughter in my host family was involved in, so I made my way to the right station (even though I was going to an area of Seoul I had never been to before). I got there just fine, but ended up looking for my host family for almost 1 and a half hours, during which time it began to rain, so i could not even see through my glasses. Then, after all of my walking, I gt a text message that the festival had been canceled due to the rain. While wandering around lost, I also managed to lose my transportation card, so that I had to figure out how to get home by buying a ticket. The machines for this type of thing in Korea are geared towards people that not only speak Korean, but already know exactly what to do (even with the English language setting). I will admit that after 4 tries for buying a ticket, I was crying and finally managed to find someone to help me. Eventually, I got back to the station where things were familiar. But, the misadventure does not stop there, because I ended up getting lost again, mostly because there are more than one exit for the subway system near where I live and I happen to be a bit directionally challenged, so I walked away from where I should have.
When I got home, I was exhausted, and all I wanted in the world was to be able to speak to my family. Lo and behold, I got on my laptop and immediately got a video message from my dad. I accepted, and a hard evening became instantly wonderful when I got to visit with some of the most important people in my life- My parents, my godbrothers, my sister- in - law, and their children. I have not gotten to see that part of my family in over 2 years (other than my parents, all of these people live in the Dominican Republic). Just like that, my day became exponentially better.
On another backpedaling note, as I walked around lost in the rain "Frozen" was everywhere. I never thought I would get sick of it, but... Just Kidding! I'll never ever get sick of Idina Menzel.
Que Dios La Bendiga!
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