Since coming to Korea a lot has changed. And I don’t mean just my physical location or my ability to escape from US educational politics. I have changed. My very being has morphed. My mom came to visit last month and she was still able to identify me as her daughter, but just barely. So, I thought I would record a few changes now in case I continue down this path and am no longer recognizable to former relations. Here are just some of the ways living in Korea has changed me…
Chicago: Commuting was the bane of my existence. I complained about the 15 minute walk it took to get to the nearest subway stop and would routinely refuse to go anywhere that required more than 25 minutes of travel time.
Korea: 25 minutes of travel time is unheard of...Read More