The First Day of the Rest of My Life

  After less than one day in Seoul, I can already tell one thing- I’m going to have a hard time without my memory foam mattress, not to mention my parents and lactose free milk. Just kidding, guys! (But just about that last one… What I really am concerned about is the fact that I’m going to be without cheese). I’ve met the other volunteers, and their knowledge pertaining to the American presidential candidates makes it even more apparent that Americans really should be paying more attention to what is going on in the rest of the world… However, they are just as confused as I am about what all the different buttons on the toilet mean and the fact that the shower is attached to the sink instead of having an actual stall, so I guess that cancels out my guilt. The point is that this is my “honeymoon period” and I approach culture shock with every trepidation- filled second. (HAHA! I’ve got a month before I start thinking everything sucks and crying because I miss the US… hopefully that won’t last long and I can get over it and start eating my way through all the different kinds of kimchi- twice).

Stay beautiful and love this world that we are in- such a privilege, not a right!

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