One year ago, when I first prepared for this trip, I thought it was gonna be just another holiday. I never expected this trip to be so meaningful. I finally understood that traveling is food to your heart and soul, not merely your eyes.
To travel is to understand yourself more, and a little bit of the world beyond your tiny bubble of comfort.
I have to be honest that prior to my coming to Seoul, my heart was not at ease. I always felt like I needed to runaway from something, from someone, from reality. So when my departure date was getting closer, I thought to myself, “why don’t you use this as your getaway?”
So that night of 27 October 2013, I took off with a promise that I would not look back.
I was welcomed with gray sky and 14 degrees temperature. Coming from a tropical country that lays on the equator line, 14 degrees Celcius was too much. Dragging my huge luggage down the road only to find myself going to the wrong direction because I was standing at the opposite side of the road that I should be taking.
But as a friend of mine said right before I board the plane, “Kalo belom nyasar bukan traveling namanya, Sar.” which basically means that it is not traveling if I didn’t lose my way around. So when the rain started to drizzle, and I still could not find my way to the guest house, and my super big luggage was bothering me, not to mention that I did not bring an umbrella, I just laughed it off and started walking. Thank God that I finally found the right direction, then within minutes, I arrived at Ultari House 2.
And in that place, I found the greatest and nicest people. We laughed, drank, and shared stories from around the world.
I spent 9 days and 8 nights in total, shared between Seoul and Busan. Those were the most amazing 9 days and 8 nights of my life.