Our 10 days there felt like one continuous celebration of travel diversity.
It felt like an indelible, self-cultivating, life-expanding embrace from another place.
We were welcomed by a hint of sunshine breaking through the clouds, a faint fragrance of tea and roses wafting from the boutique, and a scant number of Sunday morning visitors.
What tomorrow will bring, nobody knows, but you can be sure that I am ready to go.
Actually, I was rather amused, as this very scene has happened to me countless times all over the world, many of which resulted in rewarding meetings for both parties.
For weeks I'd looked forward to visiting the Great Wall, the most iconic monument in all the land.
Recently, some of my correspondence and conversations with far-away loved ones included questions about stages of culture shock, homesickness and longings.
I spent 3 days in mid-July exploring the Kansai region of Japan -- one day and one night each in Osaka, Nara, Kyoto and high above Kobe at the Arima resort area.
...absolutely everywhere, I observe and absorb this colorful culture in which I now exist.
I lay still and just move my eyes about to determine and realize where I am now. I am in "my" apartment in "my" new city, Daejeon. Ah yes, time to get out there and take it all in.