There’s nothing like travelling four thousand miles away from home to teach you about a phobia you never realized you had.
I knew the trip to get from Nowhere, Alaska to Seoul, South Korea would be long, and I packed my books, my journal, my laptop … and that was just for the flight over.
I was prepared.
Or so I thought.
Turns out five paperbacks isn’t enough to cover a trip spanning seventeen time zones.
Not even close.
It was all right. I could handle it. I’d packed my kindle for that very purpose, and I’d also purchased a day pass so I could have wireless access on the plane.
There was only one problem.
You know that kindle I said I packed? Turns out I wasn’t being exactly honest. See, it’s my husband’s kindle.
Meaning it was under his amazon account.
Which would have been perfect if I’d been in the mood for Puritan theology or monster-fighting urban fantasy.
Except I wasn’t.
I know. I know. I could have switched from his amazon account to mine and it would have been ok.
Only then I would have lost all the amazon prime videos I’d downloaded.
Thankfully, by that point in the flight there was only an hour and a half left on the plane. I'd already spent a (roughly) five hours drive to get to Anchorage, a somewhat sleepless night at a friend’s house, a (very) early wake-up call to get to the airport Saturday morning, a Seattle layover, and an eleven-hour flight to Seoul.
Which apparently requires more than five paperbacks.
The good news is I’m here, and I managed to make it through that bookless hour and a half listening to podcasts.
We went out to dinner (remind me to tell you about the Korean lady who yelled at me for taking my shoes off at the wrong spot of the restaurant), then I knocked myself out with some melatonin and had my first full night of sleep since Thursday.
(Did I mention it’s already Monday?)
I woke up this morning rested enough (although I’m hacking up a storm since my lungs aren’t used to smog after living in Alaska for over a decade.) I even got to chat with my boys once they got home from church. (It was seven Monday morning over here so you can try to guess how weird that is for me, much less my seven-year-old!)
I guess it’s hard to travel this far across the globe without learning something about yourself. I’m not even into my first full day of Seoul yet, but I’ve definitely come to a few realizations.
1) Fear of running out of books to read on an eleven-hour flight is a VERY real thing.
2) Melatonin? Don't even think of leaving your time zone without it.
3) I love my family so much and as excited as I am for this opportunity to visit South Korea, I can’t wait to be home soon.