Compared to traveling, not traveling kind of sucks. That's why I've been sitting around twiddling my thumbs for three weeks.
I decided to start writing up my notes and journals from the last year of travel. I'd like to write a book eventually, but what I'm doing now is just cleaning up a lot of sloppy diary entries and organizing thoughts and memories that aren't written down before I forget them.
What I'm writing now will not be a book itself. If it was, it would be boring as shit, and long as hell. I've written 15,362 words so far, describing only 18 days of travel. And most of those days aren't even interesting. A lot are from when I was sitting around in Korea recovering from an inguinal hernia surgery. When I get to the interesting shit, I'll probably be writing five or six times as much per day on average.
Either way, at this rate, my notes will work out to more than 300,000 words, or the length of about three novels if I ever finish.
So here's something easy I know I can do: each day I'll upload a photo I took exactly one year ago.
Thrilling, I know.
So up above, there you have it, the first photo of my daily photo retrospective. Go ahead, click on it. It's much bigger that way.
It was taken from Kristin's roof in Daegu. She let Adam and I crash at her place while she was off on vacation. The 23rd of September was the day after Chuseok. The sky was incredibly clear this day last year, compared to Chuseok the day before which was rainy and gray. Looking south, the mountains were especially crisp in the clear air. I recall that even the ugly cement high-rises looked nicer.
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