Well here we are. January 17, 8 years ago I left Australia to try working in South Korea.
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Today I did my last little bit of teaching English here. For most of the hour I sat waiting and it seemed like it was going to be a no-show, but then the guy arrived. It didn’t matter much to me — I get paid either way. But it was a very quiet, unceremonious way to wind it down. Not that this means I am necessarily giving up on teaching English as a second language, or as a foreign language (although I might) but I am giving up on korea.
I feel like I’ve been here about three years too long. Without having learnt the language I’ve learnt as much as much about the culture as I care to and I have grown tired of it. That’s not really as bad as it sounds. I can remember having similar feelings of boredom with Geelong and Australia before I left to come here. One thing I can tell you I’ve learnt in this time about myself is that I am grateful to be a citizen of australia and be able to return when I want. Fourteen more days here.