Gonna be on Korean soil for the 3rd or 4th time within 2 years.
I have the eternal weakness in packing for a trip--I can't pack quickly and I can't pack light.
Taking the painful experiences of insanely heavy luggages during previous trips, I swear to myself I can't overpack anymore.
But this time, it seems to me that I won the battle. Woohoo!
Proud of myself for being able to:
1) pack everything in 30mins to an hour (let's hope I didn't forget anything)
2) did not try on a single piece of garment
3) did not build a castle of clothes or bury myself in the sea of clothes
4) did not sit hopelessly pathetic among piles of clothes, trying not to burst into tears
5) probably did not overpack (at least not too much)
Clap clap!! *Applause for myself*
I am the one who planned the whole thing. So there are still a few challenges ahead.
So, Round 1: Me VS Packing, I won.
Round 2: Me VS Directions.
One of the biggest obstacles being my lack of orientation.
Other than the fact that I'm 'mathematically-disabled', I am also 'direction-blind'.
Well, sorry, I'm just a very typical woman.
Interestingly, my mum has amazing orientation.
She could 'sense' the directions and tell you which way is north/east/south/west, without using a compass.
I asked her how she did it, she said, 'it's easy, how can you not know the directions?'
Super mom, I just don't have your super power!
And I never liked following strict plans of 'where to go' and 'what's our next stop'.
I prefer spontaneity, going on adventures and discovering the unexpected.
To appreciate life, to some extent, means appreciating the little surprises along our way, isn't it?
Confession: I know myself well enough that I know I would get lost. So in our rather flexible plans for each day, there is extra time reserved for 'getting lost'.
Wish me luck! :)
Can't wait to see my girl friend too!
P.S. Was talking with my mum about the places we are going and trip-related stuffs, suddenly distracted by a very familiar voice (from the TV), it was Robert Downey Jr as Sherlock Holmes.
I stopped the conversation, stared at the TV and basically swooned over his charm.
After the commercial, I completely forgot what I was saying. And I was blushing already.
(It was just a 15 second thing)
Mum rolled her eyes and made fun of me.
Obsession, obsession...
Love,
N
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