Going Home.
After we are were married on July 29, 2008 (actually, just married registration in Thailand), my husband, Dee, had to go back to Korea because he could only stay in Thailand one week on his vacation.
About six weeks after Dee flew back to Korea, I resigned from my work in Thailand and prepared to move to Korea to be with my husband. I was working in a government organization. I took time for my resignation and moved my stuff from Bangkok to my home in the south. I had been in Bangkok about nine years (Sure, it was a lot of stuff to move).
I prepared all needed documents and went to Korean Consulate to get my F-3 visa. It took about 3 days for my visa to go through.
During my time in the south, I spent time with my family, especially my little niece (Bam) and nephews (Game and Binn). Bam needed lots of kisses from her aunt, and Game needed lots of khanome from me (hehehe).
I flew to Korea on October the 11th, 2008, leaving Bangkok @ 8:25 a.m. and arrived in Seoul @ 9:27 p.m. The flight was long, having laid-over in Taiwan. The lay-over was approximately three hours. But, no worries! I killed the time by viewing the photo exhibition that was in the airport.
This wasn’t my first time to fly internationally. It was my second, actually, so, by now, I’m an “old pro.” This time, I knew exactly what I was doing. This time, just to prove how much I’ve matured as a world traveler, I wasn’t afraid to go to the bath room on the plane (all by myself). Hah!
I should mention, as a quick note, that I flew with China Air, and they impressed me much, for I was taken very good care of. I can still remember the hostess’ smile. For a Thai, this is very important.
And then…
And then…
And then…
O.k, I can tell, it’s time to bring this to a climax….
And then, I arrive in Korea (my home for the next year or so). Immigration was no problem. This time, there were no worries, for I had my husband and my visa this time.
I was feeling a little nervous, however, because they said that we were to exit at door C, but the luggage was to be claimed next to B. There were very few people walking with me to B (I imagine because they were Koreans with very little luggage); this is what was making me nervous. Even though I was “pro” by then, I was still a little unsure of myself. So, I walked very fast. If I had walked any faster, I would have been running. Fortunately, I was right, and I exited at B.
After exiting, lo and behold, my husband was right too, for he was at B waiting for me! This is the moment I had been waiting for. We were just married, and we had to say goodbye for ten weeks. Even though it was just ten weeks, the distance of time and space felt great. It felt like ten years and ten million kilometers.
I was home!
