My last night in Seoul was fabulous, and my last morning in Seoul was just... sad.
I almost missed my flight (too much traffic downtown), but I made it, and I'm almost home. Almost? I'm in Calgary for a few days, then heading home on Wednesday.
It's been great to see some open land again... breathe some fresh air... not being a foreigner... and eat some of my favorite foods. I've been spoiled so far.
I'm still jet-lagged and quite lost. I just want to sleep, sleep, sleep. Montreal scares me a bit, and I feel Seoul-sick. Why why why?