So sure that I was of leaving the land of morning calm, that I packed away my chopsticks threw away my animal patterned socks and made a pact to taste fermented cabbage for the last time. Moving forward to normal pizza toppings, a steady 9-5 marketing job. Back to where I came from. A great two years it had been, as I waved Korea goodbye from a plane in the clouds. I had grown so much in ...
