Maybe it was something in the water

-Micah-

Maybe it was something in the water. Maybe it was something we ate in China. Maybe it was the coral poisoning. Or maybe we just pushed too hard for too long, got tired of cold airports, delayed and cancelled flights, the kilometer upon kilometer of sweat drenching walking, tired of taxi drivers attempting to rip us off, tired of questioning the water; maybe it was something in the water.

I honestly don’t know what stole away our motivation to pen a few words for a few friends. It’s already been a week since our flight landed back in Korea, already been a week since I almost didn’t make it pass immigration. Hammer the Advil, kill the fever, and pray! That was my motto on the trip home from Thailand.

I keep hearing stories about outbreaks in other parts of the world, even back at home in Colorado Springs. I am sure other governments are concerned, I’m sure they are keeping a watchful eye on their immigrants, but I challenge anyone to prove there is a country bending over backwards (and not really in the friendly/positive way the term conjures up) to the extent that S. Korea is. But I am getting much too ahead of myself.

All I really wanted to do was ensure you that we have every intention of recording a few of our stories for you. We truly to want to tell you about our flight to Beijing that took 12 hours instead of the scheduled 1. We want to tell you about getting lost in a shady area in the outskirts of Beijing, with the subways already closed and no taxi driver willing take us back to our hotel. We want to tell you about a plane crash, a closed airport, a cancelled flight, more delays and then a trip to Thailand’s local Emergency Room.

We have some good stories to pen for you. Just remember patience is a virtue.