Spontaneous trip of the year
Going to Seoul, Korea in two weeks. Kinda excited but I really didn’t plan anything for this trip. It was a sudden decision when my sis just told me she’s gonna stopover in Seoul on the way home end of the month, and so I thought since I’ve always wanted to go, why not now? All I have is the air ticket. I don’t even know what will happen once I reach. The last time I did a spontaneous travel was to Japan in 2007, so that was 2 years ago when suddenly my colleagues decided to go to the Tokyo Game Show and I thought heck, why not?
Spontaneous short getaways are so common and usually done in a party so that’s nothing new. But flying off to further places alone where I don’t really speak the language is hard. I don’t do this very often because it scares the shit out of me. I like scaring myself sometimes though. In order to do so, you have to shut down your logic department in your brain and just allow your body to go through with the motions until you reach the point of no return; which for me was hitting ’submit’ on my credit card details on the SQ website. Even though I know I’m going to have a great time and all, it’s scary to think that I’m gonna go and not know what to do in a foreign place. I am by nature a planner. I plan things and I plan damn well. I love planning holidays and planning what to do, and staying up till wee hours in the morning to research on the best eateries to visit in town or the best deal for hotels. I plan my schedules and I don’t fuck up by forgetting and I know exactly how everything fits and what I’m going to do next Monday from the minute I wake up to the minute I fall asleep. I know which groups of friends I’m going to meet, when and where and how often I meet who in a month so that no one gets neglected. I have an entire priority system in my head.
But once in a while, when the opportunity suddenly arises, I have the urge to just buy a ticket and fly off on an unplanned trip and just for once, fuck the planning and just go with the flow. I think that’s how my life can be confusing and contradictory. I’m never going to be two dimensional or predictable. I think there’s a little of that in all of us, and we should indulge that once in a while. After all, what’s the worst that can happen?
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