Leaving Korea

I miss the food sometimes, which is ironic because it took me 10+ years to get used to it and not think of it as revolting. I mostly miss the street food or poor student food. Soondae, mandu, dukbokki, odeng, jjajangmyun, jjajangbab, bokkumbab, tangsooyook, nengmyun, budaejjigae, momil, and even bbundaegi. Sadly, I can’t even eat them because I’m mostly vegan now and I’d never go to a Korean grocery in Canada.

I miss training at the boxing gyms and hiking on the mountains even though both activities gave me plenty of painful memories.

I don’t miss the people except for maybe a few handfuls who were amazing.

The future doesn’t look bright for that place with the demonic education system, demonic work culture, corruption, bullying, low birthrate, ancient grudges, low quality souls, economic crowding out by China, and geopolitical insecurity.