(The Final Chapter: Sushi, Goodbyes, and Departure)In the 3 weeks I’ve been here, I’ve had A LOT of raw fish. It’s an expensive delicacy so whenever we meet up with family/friends who haven’t seen us in a while, they want to treat us to something nice. I used to absolutely hate raw fish—deeming it almost unpalatable until about 4 years ago. But now, I actually enjoy eating sushi…albeit there are still certain types I struggle to eat. I’d say it’s definitely an acquired taste.
Goodbyes It’s already time to leave, and I’m not sure if I’m ready for that yet. In the last couple weeks, I’ve said a lot of hellos and a lot of goodbyes—often to the same people in the same day. Since I only get to visit once every year or two, the goodbyes I say here are usually the longer kind. It’s weird to think that the next time I see my cousins, grandparents, aunt, uncles, and other friends, so much will have changed. Last year when I visited, it felt weird to think that I’d be returning as a high school graduate and soon-to-be college student. Though it’s crazy and bittersweet all at once, I’m excited to see all the adventures this next year will bring. Airport At the moment, I’m at the Incheon airport sitting next to a Gongcha and, of course, surrounded by duty free shops. I’ve got about an hour until my flight starts boarding, so I’ve entertained myself by writing some blog posts and treating myself to a White Pearl Apple Green Tea Lemonade. (Yes its delicious and yeah Koreans go hardcore with their combinations). A Couple Minutes Later Alright, my flight is about to board so I’ll catch you on the flip side. Sayonara South Korea—Megan signing off from Incheon. (Okay sayonara is definitely Japanese, but it has a good ring to it, don’t you think??) UPDATE I arrived home a couple hours ago and the jet lag is real. Anyways, earlier I went through the security and customs check in San Francisco, which low key terrifies me even though I have nothing to hide and I’m a legal U.S citizen. Basically you get your picture taken, Passport scanned, and then wait in a line to talk to security workers who ask you what you were doing in the country, how long you were there, etc. The guy I had looked 110% done with his job and asked me a bunch of questions about what I was doing in Korea and such. He then asked if I was a student. I told him I’d recently graduated and will be heading to college soon. When he asked what college, I told him I'd be attending UCLA. To which he smiled and said, “I went there too.” He suddenly became super chatty and asked me about which dorm I was in, talked about signing up for classes, and proceeded to tell me about his experience there. It was awesome and very sweet. I’m pretty sure the people in line behind me were super confused on why I was suddenly laughing and striking up a light-hearted conversation with this guy. He stamped my passport telling me I’d have such a great time there and wished me good luck. Thank you, I hope so.
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