I’ll let you in on a secret.
I’m actually a homebody.
Yes, I taught in Korea for two years and frequently traveled around the country. I visited Japan. Being in Korea made me realize how little of the US I’ve actually seen. Traveling to all 50 states is on my bucket list. So is traveling around the world.
#Wanderlust and all that.
But by nature, I’m a homebody.
Flying to Korea was my first time on a plane. What a first flight.
Actually, it was a set of three transferring flights, starting with a 15-minute primer from Colorado Springs to Denver, 2 hours from Denver to LA, and then the 13-hour whopper from LA to Seoul, South Korea.
With all the international flying I’ve done since then, I’m a seasoned plane rider.
In a few days, I’ll be going to Seattle for my friend and fellow ETA alum Mimi’s wedding. I think of this as a testament to the strength of the relationships you develop in Fulbright Korea, something deep and unique that spans space and time (zones).
But when I accepted the RSVP to her wedding, I realized I’ve still never flown anywhere in the US, other than to transfer flights. (I don’t have to carry my passport? Whaa?) To everyone else, this probably sounds like a moot point, but I’m acutely aware of it. I’ve never gone to a new city in my home country, completely on my own. I’ve never just struck out to go exploring.
It made me nervous.
But I’d done those things in Korea several times over. As the date draws nearer I can feel my travel muscles flexing and straining to go.
I’ve been at home too long for even a homebody. I’m itching for that same excitement I got in Korea.
When I told Mimi I’d be at her wedding, she mentioned being happy that someone from the ETA stage of her life was going to be at her wedding. Explaining that it could feel like she was a different person in different periods of her life, I could relate.
The me who was in Korea might have a difficult time recognizing the me today.
But I’m ready to revive traveler-Monica again.