Warning! This post is going to be difficult to Read. I don’t want to cheapen the story or descriptions of such a real place with pithy commentary. What follows is my best recollection of the killing fields and the emotions they stirred inside of me.
We finally did it, we got our Korea tattoos! Some of you already knew that we have been talking about doing this for quite some time, but for the rest of you, SURPRISE! Before we even moved to Korea, we knew we would probably end up getting tattoos as a way of memorializing our time spent abroad. Continue reading
Stephanie and I hate moving; that should be said outright. We can travel for weeks on end, living out of two small backpacks and sleeping in a revolving door of hotels, but changing our base camp always presents itself as a much larger chore. Each time we’ve moved we have rediscovered just how much stuff we’ve accumulated. Continue reading