After the most hassle-free trip of my entire life, we’ve arrived in Seoul, Korea. Nothing went wrong, nothing. I think it’s a Friday the 13th weirdness thing– on this day, against all of our previous experiences traveling and relocating, absolutely everything went well. We made the 10:20 bus, got all of our bags in the plane without overage charges, made the flight– hell, even the in-flight food was delicious (octopus and rice with a spicy red sauce). Then we took a pleasant bus from a pleasant airport, through a scintillating city, to two cabs, to our guesthouse. That’s it. Nothing more.

Maybe one more thing. Our accommodations are incredibly small. About the size of a cramped walk-in closet. And mine smells vaguely like urine.

I am so goddamn excited to start over in this city.

This is the room. All of it.