leaving my homeland

I went to the bay area first from LA to visit friends. I hung out with Chirag and Sophia in Sacramento, then I got a ride to church with Dave, Meadow, and Skyla. Went out to lunch with a bunch of people and watched a movie at Chris and Paul's apartment. Stayed at the Sehers and then just hung out all day playing dota with Thad. For dinner we went to Ariella's apartment. We/she set up a big dinner party with a bunch of people and we went bowling afterwards. It was really good seeing everyone and meeting new people, especially Amalia's husband and seeing them together since we're in the same boat (her husband is korean). Took the BART the next to the airport. Traveling with your life packed into a backpack, a laptop bag, and two huge bags is kind of crazy. Definitely not easy. On the airplane I ended up sitting next to this old beautiful korean woman. She was born in Korea, but she grew up in Laguna Beach and went to Stanford and majored in engineering. Later she got into business and got her MBA from Columbia. It was really cool talking to her and hearing about her experiences. Now she is retired and just recently got married. She never had kids, although her husband already had one when they got married. But the kid was already a 30 year old adult. A very accomplished and amazing woman, but I think not having kids is really big. Besides that, the in-flight movies sucked. I think the ride was around 10 or so hours. Upon arriving in Incheon, the international airport in Korea, this Korean man came up to me. Well first someone asked if i was in the military, but this guy asked me where I was going and I said Busan (I had a connecting domestic flight to Busan). Then he said ok and grabbed one of my bags and started walking. I was like, whoa is he trying to steal my stuff? I kept a hand on my bag at first, but he seemed nice so I started walking with him. I was really suspicious though because it was just really random, and he wasn't wearing any uniform. But he knew some English and seemed genuinely nice so I kept walking with him. He said he was taking me to where my flight was. But then when we walked into the parking structure and he opened up the trunk of a non-descript mini van I was like, yea right I'm outta here. I told him my flight was leaving here and I needed to go to the Korean Air front desk. Apparently almost all domestic flights are from the Gimpo airport in Seoul, which is about an hour away and so he thought I needed to go there. I guess he was part of some kind of shuttle service? Although he and his van had no indication of such. But he took me back to the airpot area and told me where to go. So I guess he had no bad inclinations, but it was just really weird.

Anyway I found the check in desk and got on the plane for an hour ride down to Busan.