The more I “travel”, the more I feel that it is just like a project. In other words, I spent hell lot of time to read dozens of travel magazines, guides and web sites. Then make out a plan of the trip, from where to eat the breakfast, to where to go in the morning, then the lunch, then the afternoon itinerary etc. etc. The actual holiday turns out is just an “execution” of the plan, but not “traveling” or “relaxing” at all.
So the Seoul trip starts with “only” 8 travel guides …
By the time I step into the airplane, I actually already understand some bits of Seoul’s history, and my mind is spinning with where to get the hotel bus, and where shall I go right after check-in my room.
In a word … sick.