Hoping my grandmother has a suitcase I can use, but a recent hip surgery has her mobility pretty restricted, and it means I may have to go down into the storage room and find the thing myself.... along with the 50 pounds of clothes still in it from their not-so-recent trip to Hawaii. I don't mind dragging it up the stairs... I'm more worried about finding it among the mountains of old shoe boxes and Coca-Cola memorabilia. It will be an adventure requiring grappling hooks and a treasure map.
I'm starting to feel the excitement of the upcoming trip bubbling up. I'm worried about all the things that can go wrong, knowing those things won't matter next to all the things that go right.
I've learned a few tidbits about Korean culture just from talking to the girls I'll be staying with. For instance, at a meal, it's considered extremely rude to begin eating before the eldest person at the table. Which means I will be watching the girls like a hawk, waiting for them to begin eating before I do. I'll post more "rules of etiquette" as I learn them! I'm pretty excited to begin learning some of the language. I want to learn as much as possible while I'm enjoying the culture of So Ko.
-B