The Eleventh Hour

Several people requested I blog about my adventures in Seoul so I'm going to give it a try. It's just one of many firsts that await. In my typical procrastinating fashion, I've delayed posting until the last minute. So, I'm sitting in the international terminal of SFO scarfing a pizza with only an hour left.

Yesterday was surprising quiet, a much needed change from the busy past two months. I explored Chinatown, watched some movies, did a little shopping (for deserts!), and bummed around the hotel. No errands, no international phone calls at midnight, no projects at work to simultaneous catch-up and wrap-up, and no goodbye celebrations. Just moving out of my apartment, which took the relocation team all of 55 minutes. In this time it went from a totally disorganized mess of stuff to neatly boxed in a truck. Moving to Seoul has been a thousand times easier than mine from the bay area from the east coast. If only I knew where I will live when I arrive, I'd be set.

Shown on the right is everything I'm taking to Seoul: two 65 pound large suitcases, a 25 pound carry-on, and a small backpack. If I forgot something, I buy it new when I arrive. I've got my fingers crossed a forgot a lot of cool stuff! :P In closing, I'd like to thank everybody for being so supportive the past few weeks. I will miss you and look forward to seeing you again in a few months. Until then, I'll try to keep you updated here and would love to hear from you via email.

I've got to run now - I have a plane to catch!