Up until last week, I was living my life in London, broke and unmotivated, when my boss suggested I move to Portugal. “Don’t tempt me with a plane ticket,” I said. He kept his end of the bargain and so did I. Now, I sit in the magical city of Porto.
So many new thoughts have entered my overactive mind in the last few weeks. While I love my adventurous side (and still have a dozen more countries that I would like to see), I have this need to settle down. No, I don’t necessarily mean having kids, getting married, buying a house and investing in things. I mean, I want to find a place that I can call home. This has been all too difficult for the past few years because I’ve had to move apartments, countries and cities every 2-4 months for work or because of a lease that has ended. It’s left me somewhat bitter in that I have to pack up everything I own once again and try to make a new place “homey”. So once again, it’s been a total of 6 weeks in this new place and I have to move out. Just lovely.
For 22 years, I drifted my way through life. I rarely felt passion, I acted carelessly and I gave myself away too freely. What did it matter, though? I didn’t need to do anything substantial because I was constantly being taken care of by people in my life. My parents paid for everything, my friends took care of me when I was too drunk to get home and I didn’t have my first job until I finished university. Life was a mere spectacle. People loved my stories of how I ended up in dangerous situations and I loved telling them. I have always lived for adventure – the destructive kind.
Long story short – I was tired of being unhappy and letting everyone else dictate to me how I should feel and how to be treated so I decided to up and leave. One month prior to my new work contract, I told my work I couldn’t stay on.
I’m currently sitting on top of a mountain in a forest, alone. I should of been long gone from here but, as you imagine, I’m way too unfit to make the rest of the journey – and that’s fine. Continue reading “Buddhist Temple Stay”
Coming to Korea is definitely a culture shock. I always thought it was a small world – until arriving here. My first impression was that I was on a different planet but it was exciting. Learning about a new culture has only made me a stronger, more worldly and open minded person. It was here, that a lot of growing was done.
Below, a list of things to expect/ prepare for your life in South Korea.