Seoul – Doing The Impossible in The Big City Jungle
Hotel reception desk in Seoul. I want to check in after a long, two-day flight from Germany.
“Your passport Sir, please”, says Grace, an attractive receptionist with a strong, Korean accent.
“Sure, here we…oh shit, where is it?”
This is the moment where I realize I have lost my passport in a giant 10-million-people city, 10,000 kilometers away from home, in a country whose language I can’t speak, and whose scripture is incomprehensible for me like the enigma code. Read the rest of this entry »