Happy Chuesok to those of you who celebrate Korean holidays.
If everything goes according to plan I’ll be on an airplane to the Philippines tonight. Getting to Incheon from Pyeongtaek ain’t nearly as convenient as it is from Seoul. Basically my options are to take a cab or city bus to Pyeongtaek station, grab the train to Yongsan station, then transfer to the slow airport train (or cab or subway to Seoul station to catch the express). Alternatively, I can catch the airport bus here in Anjeong-ri and ride it on in to Incheon. I’m going with the bus.
I don’t arrive in Manila until 11:00 p.m., so I will overnight there and then catch an afternoon plane to Boracay island. First time I’ve every visited there. From what I read it is pretty much a touristy beach area. Considering my difficulty in securing a hotel room I’m assuming it is a popular spot for Koreans on this long holiday period. I should feel right at home.
It’s no secret that I’ve been struggling of late. I’m hoping this vacation will help me get my head on straight so I can man up and stop being such a pathetic whiner. You know, that whole changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes thing.
Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I’ve been.
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again.
If it suddenly ended tomorrow,
I could somehow adjust to the fall.
Good times and riches and son of a bitches,
I’ve seen more than I can recall
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes,
Nothing remains quite the same.
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands,
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane